Monday, January 11, 2010

My school days.......more than a decade screwed up.....

when i was talking to my senior in school he said he is scripting his memories from school days....made it to a 200 plus script.....i was really amazed as when i think about my school days i do have memories both good n bad.......but can i script it to a book??? nothing much to write a book....n Never...it wont be an interesting stuff to the readers as i dint had that much of excitement in my school days.....even in my plus two days i dint had....a bit no a sea of sorrows n tears shed.. that's the only memories i have 4 those days which i never want to open up in my life...

the immaturity in handling situations made it so worse that i cud never make my time positive...the teenz hit badly held in so called "prison" school boarding n to college hostel as plus two students with loads of restrictions even to talk with parents..

but the only thing i do remember is the bunch of 4 good friends which i had then...still they are the ones who r close to me.....ive read somewhere that the people around u when u cry will be there with u till death....now turned up to different arena in lyf still we do share the emotions...............thats my friends....

to confess i have to a lot...my thoughts ruined me, screwed me up the words spoken do harm me sometimes... i donno whether each individual thinks as such in any moment of their lyf..but i do a lot may be coz of my frustrations to lyf always wanna hide out???? still unanswered by my mind...even when i look into my soul through my eyes i can see the insecurity more than i feel or may be my inner mind do fell the same constraints...whom shud i blame???? no one else except me...........there it will have to end up.....

that is wat my school days were.....from this scene how can i make an exciting memories in scripts????????? but still we had some good memories in our room viola to be shared but not exctensivily a volume...... sunday blasts with food......giving the yummy biriyani fragrance to all other hostelites....the make over sessions n late night talks.....blabbering about anything under the sun.....more fun now when we luk back is how we create reasons to go home on weekends with silly but critical bedridden reasons of dear ones by giving the name list to hostel warden to remember in their daily prayers n on their service.....

the two years felt like two decades then, has taught me lot about the society n people around how selfish they are n how helpful they are...the two extremities,how the people change and how people stick on to their values......

this made me to beware of my environment....n a great lesson " be a good friend to urself no one else giv u a good companion other than u"....still i say im lucky that ive friends,some good friends...n very few best friends....

2 comments:

Fowza.. said...

Some Heart touching Quotes...Nice

aravind said...

they r very nice quotes ...is it ur own