paradise

I guess its a really tuff thing to give tis post a title but anyways its just a post done to refresh my memories my memories of a paradise where life seemed so much like that of a fairly tale , a paradise which we left and of which we have only memories...i guess its easy to guess out school my school The DAly College Indore... the early morning that we used hate never knew we would once want all that to return ...the teachers about whom so much was said never realised they would mean so much to us at one point of life.... the pranks the cheering the geering everything is missed so much ...never thought world outside DC was so different so much like a tragic story where words like trust faith friendship humanity meant practically nothing and all people thought was how to get there job done by hook or by crook....even if it meant playing around with peoples feelings....its truth that until u dont get hit by the realities u never seem to understand the real world....once all tis meant nothn it all seemed ridiculous and our world revolved around friends ,sports,teachers,pranks,cheering,geering,early morning assemblies,boring leactures,sleepy eyes but now the importance the beauty of tat life comes bbefore us .... never thought would be so difficult to get used to the reality of life after 12 beautiful yrs in DC ..... i guess there arent words to express how much i tresure my school,the time spent there the friends i had , not a day goes without thinking about the amount i used to grumble abt things at school like the early line ups,the long school hours,the 8 lectures in a day , the uniform of which everything i miss now ...really wish someone pinched me and i would wake up to find the same people the same teachers shouting for sleepin in class but then life moves on doesnt it ..i guess am just very grateful to my parents tat i got to go to DC and to all those people who have made a difference in my life from my teachers to my friends......i guess i can never stop writing about my school the late evening functions ,the yummy samosas,the teachers day celebrations,the football grounds,the busy people ,....practically like a smaller world in a larger one....not to forget the cultural feast the most awaitied cultural feast the speciality of the doon guyz for the gurlz and the mayo and rkc gurls for the guyz..... the mixing of so many students the cultural events the excitement on winning and not to forget the yummy food of the DC mess ..... there really isnt an end to the amount i can write but i guess am at a loss of words ..... so tats all for now just the way i started my life at DC the same way am starting my blog with a post of my paradise