Last ball of the first innings....

The last day,....

Planning started over a week.....
We'll do this.....
We'll do that....
We'll enjoy every single moment.....
We'll grab every single drop of fun....
We'll make all the memories go alive.....

Sounds like there might be a festival.... There might be some celebration.... There might be a special day....

Yes....indeed....
It was their day....
Their LAST DAY.....

The day started but ended sooo soon....

Smiling faces....
Hiding their sorrow....
Each face had its own story....had its own memories....
Their eyes...... Looking all around with a hope to collect each an every view....view of the places.... We made our so called family... Our friends....The benches who witnessed their crush's name..... The place that witnessed a lot of heart breaks... And the beginning of several new love stories.....

The classroom wall... The biggest example of our creativity.... God knows how many times it became the victim of water splash 💦...How many things we had written on it... Be it about teachers or our gang members....

The lunchbox.... Finished up by everyone expect it's owner.....

The endless nuisance in the classroom....
The corridor was the adda of love birds.....
Morning assembly was the worst intolerable thing....
Indeed it was the best place for the "gossip bees "😂

And if it's the picnic day....
We were not going to listen to anyone....

The massive group bunk on Fridays....
The massive class bunk during school functions...
The massive argument during preparation out any proposed function.....

The last.... Seemed sooo quite.....
Eyes were wet.....
Heart was melting....
Some who never wanted... But ended up crying....
And some who were desperate to.... Couldn't.....

I can very well relate our condition to Sachin Tendulkar's retirement speech....
""life between the 4 walls from the past 12 years has now.....
Come to an end "

Words..... Hurts the mOst!!!

The tale started with "hii"...
The tale moved on with " can I have your no?? "
The tale carried on further with "you're the best thing happened to me ☺☺☺😊"
And....

The tale ended up with "I hate you "

Mere combinations of the 26 alphabets.... But imparts a deep... Very deep print on every one's mind n soul....

Sometimes they cheer me up... Sometimes they make me think about something twice... Sometimes they Make me feel special... And sometimes they are big enough to..... To make me feel unwanted.....

I wondered... The biggest sword... The words..... Words... Explain what we feel... Words explain what you want....

But sometimes... The words come out... Come out as a result of anger... And as a result of that result.... All left is..... Broken bonds....

For everyone damn one.... For an introvert n an extrovert both.... For a teenage n a middle aged one.....

Words are the biggest game... You lose people if you spoke harsh u'll lose.... And if you don't...
There is no surety you'll have then either!

Unpredictable!

Sometimes I like the rainbow....Sometimes I need the sunshine ☀...
Sometimes happiness grabs you from all sides..... Sometimes u have nothing except grief n sorrow....
Sometimes I'm a pluviophile... And in some cases I am an introvert.....

I wonder how this happens....
Why this happens....
Why life is so UNPREDICTABLE!

There was a time that place was my world.... I wondered how hard it would be to leave it...... But time ⌚ played it's witty game.... After four years I'm glad... I'm no more a part of that place......

Few years back... I loved being an introvert.... And now 😂😂I can't share the stage with anyone ....

Months ago ...I was wandering in the Dream land with hope ....And now I've moved on with the wisest truth ....

Some days ago ....I was giggling ....And now ...an apology ....

Few seconds ago ....It made me crystal clear ....LIFE is UNPREDICTABLE .....And so is you !

Her enemy.... Her short temperdness!

She was dadda's little gal.... Aimed high.... Loved nature....
But she.... Was ""short tempered ""......

For those whom she loved more than herself... She could cross any barrier... But there were some who... Were intolerable to her.... Whose presence made her go wild.... Even she could break a complete aquarium in her anger......

One day someone commented... "" u r like a mystery....I gotta know several things about all other classmates in just a span of mere 2 years..... But i hardly know much about you... And I'm not sure.. That all that I know is truth or just a myth """

She was happy listening to that..... She was happy that she was a mystery....

But she was worried... Because of her short temperdness...which sometimes was the reason behind her grief... Her sorrow...

And her rude behaviour even made her special people go sad.....

She was worried..... The thought of losing her loved ones... Imparted a wired kind of uneasiness.... Restlessness....

Her life was nothing without those 5-6 people.... Her existence was impossible without them....

She wanted to change but she couldn't.... She had a "I don't care " like attitude....

But her shirt temperdness made her think deep... Isn't that making her loved ones going faaaaaar away from her.....

All she ended up was....
A sigh....
A deep sigh! 

The unspoken

The one unspoken......
How many times I had to convey an apology..... How many times I wished I could have said the unspoken.... Those words which would be mere alphabets for the whole entity but for the person whom I wanted to speak to...... those words meant the whole universe.....

I regreted over my cowardness every time.... But on every next try.... I ended up doing the same.... I wish the whole world would stand still.... We could talk face to face... We could wave off face to face......

I Have no idea about the pain... The scars on your heart made by my unspoken words..... Your desire to listen to them.... Your eagerness to feel those words....
Sometimes... I feel pity over myself for making you feel so bad.. Sometimes I hate myself for making your efforts only one sided...

But then I end up thinking..... Am I the one who's over thinking?????
Am I the only one who's feeling this holy shit?????
Is this all single sided!!!!

Fairy tale ended soon!

She was a frog in that well....all she witnessed was her fairy tale life.... Happiness.... Everything on a call.... And many a times.. Much before than that... She was like the white page.... Open for all...ready to accept all colours.... But lesser she knew.... One stain... And it rests for the entire life span... This is all about a white page..... She thought he was her hero.... Hahaha... 

How ironical!!!!!  Her so called hero... Whom she called the Her RAinbow.... Later but soo soon or should I say on the right time proved to be a no moon night.... And yes! The white paper got it's black mark.....

It was the time.... The time to chose.... The time to take a decision for herself.. By herself... The white paper had 2 ways left..... On it's left.. To cry over that black mark over n over again... And on the right....to turn the page and make its another side colourfull.. 

But this time... The colours were he's....the brush was her and the artist.. She had to be herself... 

Spring came.... Colors spread.... Happiness gained..... She became the best artist.... But..... 

She still thinks of the black mark yet.... Don't know till when