They are accompanied by people they can relate to, mom, dad, thatha (grand-dad), patti (grand-mom), sister, brother or the maid of the house.
I could see some faces brightened by the sight of their own kinsmen standing…some of them were quite and some were asking a lot of questions as usual.
There was more color to the school uniform than usual, they were bright and crisp and were smelling of afresh. There were brand new bags, new lunch boxes and a uniquely designed water bottle to go with it.The bag were full of new text books and new note books all covered in brown sheets and labeled with several beautiful label stickers.
All of them were enthusiastic to go to their new classes, which was waiting for them with the ever complicating problems of mathematics, growing boundaries of geography, intriguing science, the captivating history, the bewildering civics, the over whelming social studies, the more rich English and the language that was getting little tough and rough.
The classes were new and the teachers new…out of which some were favorites, new classmates, new benches and a renowned knowledge and the sense of growth of our knowledge and the physical growth of us!
The fresh smell of the books and notebooks, the conversation over the different combinations of brown paper, lamination sheets, labels, the geometry boxes, the graph notebooks, the geography workbooks…all alluring and intriguing.
Well, it is that time of year when the kids and grown-ups start afresh in school and college with an advanced step and put in all their efforts and hard work to get rid of the ignorance they hold true to themselves and bring in the light of everything we see, read and sense!
Looking at all of them taking new steps towards their life and study, I felt even me got to be enthusiastic after a week-long gap and got into my bus and started my journey to the office with an added zeal from the Yoga classes I attended and looking at the zealots.
PS: The photo used in this blog post are taken from the Web. Please, raise if you have objections to it, will be more than willing to replace these photos.
1 comment:
Nice blog you have! Thanks for commenting on my post!
Dear lady, fact is stranger than fiction always, who knows, this may be my own "true" story.
Impossibly cinematic, again, strange is life, can't say, it's impossible.
Thanks a lot for reading my post!
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