I have just completed my 2nd year in college.In the summer breaks I spent a lot of time with my old frnds from my school.So here I am writing this blog because I wud like to share some old memories from today’s view.
Mostly I will concentrate on class 8th-9th caus I think that’s the time when we are really a good amalgam of childhood and adolescence.Perhaps that was the time when we had the power to dream about things that may seem ‘unpractical’ ,’naïve’ or let me go further ‘stupid’ by today’s standards.It was a time when most of we kids thought about having killing looks or hairstyle like John Abraham of Dhoom.when it seemed possible to be someone like with the same attitude of 007 in our lives.when we got stimulated by dialogs like ‘dere is a difference in winning n winning in style’.haha now we have faced the harsh realities of life n realize winning takes much much mooooooooore than adolescent dreams.
I hav always wanted to be very rich n successful.the difference between then n now is that earlier the thoughts were all about dreams.today its all about planning.then was the time when all thee thought was about what we wanted n perhaps so little of how we wanted it.
Almost every day was a new experience of dreams ,desires,inspirations(some nice n some stupid by today’s standards), n fun.
Haha some of us were getting good at flirting with girls and had begun to enjoy it.we loved to make nuisance n rowdy halla-gulla in classrooms,corridors n even in assemblies(God knows where that guts was coming from).the memories of our shouts of ‘jai ho’ n many other more meaningless cries in chorous voice still brings a laughter that belongs to some other ages to my face.now bunking classes was a new source of feeling adreanaline rush,though I missed many chances there.
Bicycles were not so much fun as befor n that was the time most of us promoted ourselves from bicycles to motor cycles n some to their parents’ cars.some even successfully persuaded for their own bikes.
During the periods assigned for games(that were never enough for us we all ran to the playgrounds like arrows shot from bows.
It was a time when bulging biceps was one of the best things in the world to possess.Though I think boys will be boys n will always crave for it.
‘chal party de’ concept had evolved n now birthday treats were more a thing for restaurants than at home.
Be it the heart breking sadness after a bad result or overwhelming joy after a good result.Study was also very important to us.
Everyone had a role model type image in his heart that he wanted to be.after all the elemnt of dreaming n imagination was far more powerful than that of logic or practicality.
What I miss the most is that power to dream n imagine n feel joy that has gnawed lately.
