The power of nostalgia

I never felt I would ever feel this.

It felt I again landed in the classroom of DPS Bokaro. Dressed in whites, getting bored, looking at the first opportunity to talk to a girl, waiting for the break etc.. etc.. it was a few days back only. Oh ! the days.
It had to pass n they passed. The imprints remained though n often come out now n then.The friends of yesteryears. You were so young then, now I don't know how u look like. In fact, never met most of u since then. But your memories remain. Some are settled abroad, some engrossed in jobs. Some have got married too. Life moves on n so has mine. But how can it be unchained from u. That was when I made most of my best buddies, that was when I first had the wonder-feels of love, that was when I first had the identity.

I never thought I would ever scribble these things here. But I m passing out again. Again in a few days from one of the best places of my life, into the open world of aliases. IIITM, u were great. The farewell happened a few days back. But it will really take a few days to realise what I am going to miss. Sports, Com Science, Cricket, AOE, bakar......will they happen again? I don't know...
But what I know is that I will always have those reminiscences of u n my days at SST, DPS n IIITM etched in my memory till I bid adieu.

That is the power of nostalgia n u....