what a respite it is when exams get over isn’t it? when mine ended, the same day i rushed home. i wanted 2 stay back 4 a day….but thank God i didn’t. otherwise how wud hv this blog come? the same day i reached i rushed 2 my school, my alma mater, my only place of high, my nostalgia. the annual sports was on roll……people were running forward and i…….

went back down the memory lane….never quite an athlete, i still used 2 luv the sports day in my schoolthere. like all other celebrations it ws another day where u cud let yr hair down n just njoy without being on the extreme heights of formality. it took me to the time when me n karu ran for the 100 m race hand in hand…when we asked the teacher for extra glucose even when not dizzy…when we used to fool around with seniors n juniors alike, with teachers n non-teaching staff without getting worried about the homework or the upcoming period……

i am grateful that i went or i would have missed out on the flashback of the memories that cling to my mind as if they were made yesterday…..i wd have missed out on the memories that are so close n dear 2 me…..that define nostalgia 4 me…

sports day is just a small galaxy of the bigger universe of my memories…there are many more galaxies n stars in the small universe of my nostalgia….of my school….that make me just get lost in my own world, my own past…being nostalgic about happy things is one of the best feelings one can have….honestly

by the way any guesses at what number we turned up in that 100m race??