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Sep 2015
The first day of school,
We were kids of 5,
A bit excited, a bit scared.
We had our parents seeing us off,
Some of us giggling, some crying.
We only knew what we felt at that moment,
Soon we got introduced to some new kids,
Who turned out to be the people important later.
It was actually fun going to school later,
Non of us came to school to actually study but to meet our crazy people.
As time took a swing,
We now have reached class 12,
Growing all up with the ones we started of with.
Now they are more like a family,
A family where there is more friendship,
A family who relates to you and to your problems,
A family you know would be standing by you for long.
Soon we all are gonna be apart,
But I'm sure, there are gonna be reunions,
Where we gonna come with ours husbands,wives and kids,
We gonna remember,
All the ***** we talked about,
All the bunks we did together,
All the games we played together,
All the pranks we did to a friend,
All the names we gave to our teachers.
For us, we may have been changed in the way we looked,
But what will not change with time,
Would be the unity, love we had then.
And there we would be playing the same old prank on a friend,
And then laughing our heart out.
And soon we would return back to our lives with smiling faces and a few more memories and moments for us to remember them all again…
Anshula Nema
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Anshula Nema  India
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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