Thursday, February 7, 2013

It took me back... and made my morning... :)

Some noisy voice broke my sleep... Someone was screaming someone's name, outside... And the bus was also buzzing the horn continuously... which was much more irritating...
Having the first flat in society, n in ground floor... can listen everything happening outside...
Just removed the curtain of the window, to see who is having such a loud voice... seen a young schoolboy in his school-dress, watching towards the upper floors of the building...
It was nearly 6.30 of the morning... {yes, I use to sleep till this time, until n unless don't have parents with me... }
Suddenly I seen another young boy running out from the building's entrance, having his shoes in his hands, and hanging his school bag on one shoulder, n the lunch bag in another hand... Given a very sweet n cute smile to his friend n said "sorry'' very charmingly... Don't know either he is also Libran or not, but he was having the same charm n innocence which we seen many years before...
Yes, this whole scene took me few years back... the same situation... the school-bus driver use to buzz horn n we all tried to make him on the time, but no... he can't be...
Just one thing was not here, Mumma was not screaming n no servant is behind him, holding his bag n water bottle...
Time... It plays a very strange role, always...
How strangely it reminds me of everything WE went through...
How sweetly it reminds me of many-many idiotic n stupid moments WE spent together...
How smartly it made a complete movie by many short innocent clips...
And tend ME to write such for YOU...



{This whole thing happened, reminds me of my younger brother n his school days... From the beginning to the end of his school life, he was the same... ''late-lateef''' n then he used to hypnotize his teachers by his sweet smile n get the permission to enter the class... I remembered, till the time we were in the same school, even the teachers get to know that I came late cause of him... but he never got punished... Don't know how he use to manage this... :) }

3 comments:

Diwakar said...

Gajab Gajab Gajab

aliasgarmukhtiar mukhtiar said...

nice

Fayaz Pasha said...

Nice memories Pooja. I don't think they are either stupid or idiotic but rather they are the golden memories of childhood which remain safe in our minds and get back once a while.