Those were good days :)

Remember the days when we would cry and plead not to be sent to the school. Nostalgia engulfed me for better part of my journey to the office today! Couldn't remember why my stomach crunched under the immense feeling of doom and why the feeling disappeared as soon as i stepped inside the school premises.
Why did the shades in the school felt cooler than what they felt elsewhere and why the sun in the school was warmer than what it felt elsewhere, i will never know! Never enjoyed school... was always haunted by a feeling of inferiority though i knew that i was better than at least 90% [common don't make faces or laugh, i am being modest] of the crowd that was pretending to be present and attentive :D
If i ever liked school it was for the wrong reasons. But just when i thought that i was starting to enjoy school[again for the wrong reason] it ended. It ended well and i mercifully passed[God bless the poor souls who corrected my Hindi and Sanskrit paper].
I just feel like walking through the galleries once more, hear those faint voices of teachers in those empty corridors when we knelled there for having done some mischief. those were good days!