I once Belonged There

It all started with a chirpy greeting

Of hugging and hand shakes and everybody meeting

Continued with chatting even in early morning dew

The winters were cold , smog out of the mouths flew.

The jaw from then on, had no rest

Of moving continuously nobody ran out of breath

The classes would then drag on

But we sat as in just another lawn

Whisper, murmur the gossips had to be passed

To everyone who took interest, ditching the class

The neighbours were in whispers told

Those who sat far off had to take some steps bold

The rest also wanted their share of the news

That had led the studies to blues

For them the papers were torn

Scribbled down , folded and as aeroplanes flown

Read, turn around and make a weird face

Always that led to giggling and the teachers trace

The bell would be so longed for by us

The class dragged on creating a fuss

Periods ended only to hoot and jump

The adrenaline suddenly rushed as in a pump

Another new then came from the officials

Of a free period and nobody could stop being trivial

The fun always lasted the whole day long

And ended with a love song

Goodbyes were said just to meet again tomorrow

Nobody had any sickness or sorrow

Everyone fit in like do jigsaw pieces

Ours was a thing about that you could write a thesis

I sit here and at all the activities glare

Frequent screams and the atmosphere flares

They once did but dont attract me anymore

The memories although are fresh and pure

That corner of the class has always been a world of its own,

I know

It all changed dramatically , nobody has thought so

I have felt them with my feet bare

They all seem so familiar , for I once belonged there.

The Wait

I hold up my coffee to the sky , frequently adjusting it with one eye closed so that  the sun rays pass right through the brown handle and make it look like its shining. The sun is setting now after its daily walk over the world of millions of people. Over highs and lows , over minds that think and over the hopes of many that fear to even wink. I am on my roof with my butt placed on the raised edge of my terrace which has no boundary walls. I hang my legs down to the window of my room. In one hand is the my-very-long-time-obssesion daily coffee mug with hot stirred up cappucino and the other hand i choose to keep on the little bit lower part of the terrace at my back so as to prevent myself from falling down. I also decided to carry a book with me today. In case I get bored of staring at the sky today; which I never do. But minds do flicker and mine does a lot often. Therefore the book. Its on my lap and amidst the clouds of thought that form very often when I come to this place I occasionaly stare at the cover page of it. It's appealing - the reason I picked it up from the bookstore when I went there the last Saturday. A forest which has trees lined up in a row - A plantation as geography would term it. And as if inspired by me that too has the sun rays falling at just the right angles through the leaves and making it appear Yellowish- orange. A shade i have fallen in love with in the past years . And on the side is the title " Absolute Love " .  It has been enough of describing random things now. Although I love doing it ! Love is never defined by books and words I suppose. Every person has a different meaning of it. Different memories attached to it. Different ideas of how to relish it. And different incidents which have made them realise it. Anyway. I gave up my thoughts on love just then. Its irrelavant to think about it when I know it shall never come to me. :) And of by chance it does its tacos tacos then. I have events of the whole day in my mind . And how life has changed in the previous month. It has been a whole lot different in here. People have become less wanted. Memories more cherished. Studies more looked into. Things more adorned. Little things more noticed. And REAL things even more NEEDED. The life I was in till now seems to be fake. And what I had thought I was has been proved wrong by people. I talk less and act more now. I love less and ignore( the unwanted and fake people ) more now. In short , I dream less and live more now. Life is happier this way , something I had never imagined. I have a few who love me and those are the ones who really do. I have a only a few whom I can count on ,but when I say that really means that they'll be there. I can actually write a thesis on PEOPLE'S BEHAVIOUR now. But I wait. For them to prove that the negatives are wrong. For them to correct the words that I will sow about them. And for them to actually give a direction to the trees they are growing into. Eventually So that the thesis that I write has only positive things . And for that I may have to wait forever....
Its time to hit back to the house now . Workout. Homework. Daily things  and to the  people I LOVE. MORE THAN ALL THESE THINGS.  Tadaa folks :)