Have you ever spent some time revisiting memories of your school, college days? I spent last evening going through my school websites, checking on the archives, and all. It was like I am there in those moments: hostel, playground, mess, tuck shop. I could find myself everywhere, just a little lost and clueless, ignorant of the present. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I looked at the faculty list if I could find any familiar faces, school days I could not, the college I could a few.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It gave me goosebumps like transported in my past and realizing many things have changed: hostel rooms with more light, reading chairs, and a table. Playgrounds got smaller because of newer buildings. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I imagined myself with my friends playing, shouting, fighting, and faces gearing for a world ahead of us all. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I will try to visit my school, college on a trip to Delhi. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Have you ever spent some time revisiting memories of your school, college days? I spent last evening going through my school websites, checking on the archives, and all. It was like I am there in those moments: hostel, playground, mess, tuck shop. I could find myself everywhere, just a little lost and clueless, ignorant of … <\/p>\n