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The sun glared at me furiously My mum hugged me tightly Dad pulled my hand and started walking But I continued crying and shouting "You have to go to school son" "But daddy why can't I stay with mum?" "It's your first day, stop being a cry baby" "I don't want to go daddy" The huge building stared at me like a stranger As if it was saying, "Here comes another" Strange unknown faces everywhere All of them crying like hell The teachers were kind and caring But only the students shared a common bonding We looked at each other's weepy faces And a friendship aroused that lasted ages Break was the time for sharing But soon it became the time for snatching Earlier there was plenty But in the later years, food soon became a scarcity First it was parents With all the brains Then came the teachers But finally it was friends who became the preachers The bond started with friendships But later came new relationships Fights aroused different sides were taken But true friendship was never broken Class was the time for chatting Tuition was the time for learning Exam was the time for cramming And results were the time for praying Earlier day before exam was the time to study And marks still were satisfactory But later study all the time Yet marks were never mine Open day was the day we feared to share The parents-teachers nightmare Our dark deeds would be exposed And dad would never let bygones be bygones Here it began Here it will end Here's where we grew up Here's where we loved to come It began in tears And it is going to end in tears These memories I'll forever gaze As I end my school days....
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 6:52 AM UTC
School Days
The sun glared at me furiously My mum hugged me tightly Dad pulled my hand and started walking But I continued crying and shouting "You have to go to school son" "But daddy why can't I stay with mum?" "It's your first day, stop being a cry baby" "I don't want to go daddy" The huge building stared at me like a stranger As if it was saying, "Here comes another" Strange unknown faces everywhere All of them crying like hell The teachers were kind and caring But only the students shared a common bonding We looked at each other's weepy faces And a friendship aroused that lasted ages Break was the time for sharing But soon it became the time for snatching Earlier there was plenty But in the later years, food soon became a scarcity First it was parents With all the brains Then came the teachers But finally it was friends who became the preachers The bond started with friendships But later came new relationships Fights aroused different sides were taken But true friendship was never broken Class was the time for chatting Tuition was the time for learning Exam was the time for cramming And results were the time for praying Earlier day before exam was the time to study And marks still were satisfactory But later study all the time Yet marks were never mine Open day was the day we feared to share The parents-teachers nightmare Our dark deeds would be exposed And dad would never let bygones be bygones Here it began Here it will end Here's where we grew up Here's where we loved to come It began in tears And it is going to end in tears These memories I'll forever gaze As I end my school days....
swarnabh-malla-buzarbaruah
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 6:52 AM UTC
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