here is what i wrote:
14 maddening years, totally awesome, fun, sad, super, frustrating 14 years.
As I come closer to the end, it dawns upon me that a whole phase of my life is coming to an end. No more getting up at 5 to get ready for school or whatever, however annoying it was. No more school uniforms, the green, the grey and later the blue.
I owe everything to these 14 years, my friends, my life, my successes, my failures, MUN!, endless torture (exams) but most of all I owe to it my sense of belonging. The feeling that there is this one place where I exist without an effort, where exist my memories.
There are so many things/anecdotes/lessons cramped in the piece of land called DPS Vasant Kunj that I'm surprised it doesn't burst. The kind of friends I made here, I will never probably make in my life, because honest liking comes once.
As I move out of this phase, I look back, not to regret, but to marvel at the multitudes of things experienced, to calculate the loss I will make when I let go.
People will laugh and mock my effusive love for 'a stupid thing like school', it doesn't matter because I know this love is madness but healing nevertheless.
It is stupid to want to hold on to something which has to come unstuck. As I move on, I remember my fear and anxiety on the first day of school and the grief and sadness on my last.
So contradictory and yet comforting.
i would love to see your comments = D
janhvi
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