Those years of blue and white uniforms...

I was cleaning up my book shelf yesterday and chanced upon my school scrap book. It was so much fun reading it again. So immature, so funny... It's been only three years since I finished school but nevertheless I was transported back to my school. The morning prayer, running around the playground if found by PT sir that you are not in proper uniform, sleeping through history classes just after lunch break, endless conversations about alaipayuthey and kaho na pyar hai, endless politics, assignment notebooks, assignments themselves, PT classes, radio show (in 10th std?), working for school newsletter,the jollu teachers... it simply brings a smile when I think of all those 15 years I spent in that school.

When I look back, the most cherished moments were the last two years where we simply had a blast! Our computer science classes,especially, were the best. In 11th, almost all classes were free and it did help in class bonding. :) I remember once, we, a group of 15 (or 16? I don't remember) were playing an unusual game of winking! It was such fun!

Since most of the times we were left free, we were the pests to most of the other subject teachers (especially economics sir! :) he never really liked comp students) and our comp sir was never bothered about it! He was such a cool person! even the lab sessions with him was fun!

Sigh... I miss my school!