okzzz....
dats...
kokil(frm d left)
ganeev
me(simar right!)
surabhi
shallu
dakshinya
jaspreet
aanchal
The School Cabinet!
D last days of my school life!
GOD I love CARMEL!
I'm Nobody.Who are YOU?
by Emily Dickinson
I'm Nobody!
Who are you?
Are you—Nobody—Too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise—you know!
How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—
the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
When ur happppeeee 'n u know it-
CLAP UR HANDS!!
When UR haaaaaapeeeeeeeee 'n u know it-
CLAP UR HANDS!!
when UR happppeeee 'n u know it
'n u realllyyyyyy wanna show it
When UR haapppppeeee 'n u KNOW it.....
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.............................
SIMAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
4 comments:
ahhaa MEMORIES...a way of holding onto the things we love, the things we are, the things we never want to lose... what a b'ful feeling..
Indeed.
excerpt from one of my favorite songs..
"Kitni baatein yaad aati hain..Tasveerein si bann jatiii haiinn..main kaise inhein bhooolon..."
cherish the moments, weigh the relationships and blessed is your life
memories of school life...
they have a way of catching up on you most unexpectedly, don't they?
and they fill your senses, ensconsing themselves into the very fibre of your being, deluging you with moments gone by, never to come back again...
hazy pictures of times gone by...sneaking up on you, and making you re-live the innocence, the care-free laughs, the petty worries, the familiarity of a world that we were once so eager to leave...
and yet, it is that familiarity that lets us carry on even now..
acting as the balm, the emollient, the soothing device.
school...yes! those were the days!
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