I always hurd my parents say that school days were the most precious and beautiful ones and I would always frown and disagree with them because I couldn’t see anything “beautiful” happening in my life at that point of time. In matter of months I had to give my board exams and I was wondering when I will get rid of this exam pressure and was already looking forward to my free, exciting and fun college life.

I have hurd from my older sibling that college is best as you don’t have to always be disciplined, follow strict rules,wear the same clothes everyday and all that.

So,one day all my friends magically did a zoom call and let me tell you there is nothing magical about this but what was surprising was that everyone was available…. RARE! While we were all ranting about our upcoming exams one of my friends popped a question on where we are planning to go after school? It struck me that I never actually thought about how we might fall apart due to our different preferences. However,the thought quickly evaporated and my attention was drawn to listening everyone’s response. Then it hit me,bit by bit that this is what my parents were talking about,my friends, teachers,the atmosphere and fun of school. All my friends, literally the bunch of people I am so habitual to are gonna go away in different directions to pursue their dreams. I thought most of us would end up in same city/state but some even had plans of moving abroad!!

When the call ended my mind was racing. I was sad that we couldn’t be together for last 2 years of schooling due to COVID. Compared to other people we got 2 years less. After that,most of the days were spent studying hard. Fast forward to the day of farewell we danced,sang, hugged,laughed to the fullest. Each one of us! The day will be etched in our hearts forever. It was special!!

At that day,I still remember… I was not hungry (despite skipping lunch& dinner that day), my feet weren’t hurting (despite all the dancing with heels on). While we were all vibing,I suddenly stopped dancing,took a few steps back to soak it all in because this is it,it won’t happen again. I have to keep this memory safe and locked somewhere because this is the moment where I feel at home. I know all the people in this room are not my best or closest friends. Some are hi-hello friends, are notes-sharing friends, classmates,benchmates and what not but I am grateful for them because we helped each other out ( even the naughty and mean friends) someway or the other.

In our school,few days before our exam we gathered in auditorium for prayer and to wish each other good luck for exams and that was the last time we were meeting our teachers. I can say that they played a huge role in shaping me into who I am today, they are really the best. That day, when I left the school building it was a hard goodbye because of all the memories we made there. I still couldn’t believe that I was upset and leaving with a heavy heart from the same school I didn’t want admission in.

This is my suggestion to all of you who are still in school, believe when your parents say school years are the best and most important. Live every moment to the fullest otherwise you might regret it later.

I think there should be a word we say when we miss school just the way we have homesick when we miss our home. Should we keep it school-sick? I wrote this blog because I was feeling school-sick. Let me know what we should name it in the comments!! What is your favourite memory of school??

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