Whats a childhood without Granma’s stories, the innocent “ghar-ghar” game, the birthday dress and the dream toy
Whats school days without a group of friends calling themselves with some fancy names, a favourite teacher, tuitions, at least one punishment, the midnight snacks in the dark hostel room, the annual functions and school field trips
Whats college days without a minimum of one ragging story, the cafeteria classes, the attendance shortage, the borrowed notes, the excitement when the pocket money arrives, the so called combined studies and the first heartaches
Whats left now are the black and white photos, the school year book,
the scrap books that was filled by the entire class a month before graduating,
the Archie’s greeting cards, the letters received in the hostel, the pictures, the memories, the stories and friends.
Life moves on to open new doors and new adventures at every step
Cant live in the past but can hold on to sweet memories and friends
Whats life without a few mistakes, a few crazy stories, a heartbreak and friends
