Sunday, July 24, 2011

I'm Going To Miss


Don Bosco School, Park Circus

I'm going to miss my school
I'm going to miss my classroom
I'm going to miss those unforgettable moments in XII A
I'm going to miss THAT telephone
I'm going to miss the quarrels we had in class
I'm going to miss the school canteen a lot
I'm going to miss those 'free' math classes
I'm going to miss playing football daily
I'm going to miss bunking class in the loos
I'm going to miss all those council meetings
I'm going to miss all the Bosco fest work
I'm going to miss organising Bosco fest
I'm going to miss that quaint cyber cafe
I'm going to miss the randomness in the chemistry and physics labs
I'm going to miss borrowing stationery and conveniently forgetting to return it
I'm going to miss laughing uncontrollably
I'm going to miss skipping lines in the canteen
I'm going to miss yelling at the guards of the adjacent complex to return our football
I'm going to miss dodging my friends when I had food in my hand
I'm going to miss guys giving me back my empty tiffin box during class hours
I'm going to miss writing football squads in every notebook
I'm going to miss teasing juniors at times
I'm going to miss taking the trip of people
I'm going to miss KC and associates
I'm going to miss conveniently bunking Hindi classes
I'm going to miss all the house rivalry
I'm going to miss sports day
I'm going to miss marching once every two years
I'm going to miss strolling on the school corridors during school hours looking busy
I'm going to miss English classes and those video clips
I'm going to miss playing musical chairs daily
I'm going to miss emceeing Bosco Fest
I'm going to miss quizzing with the best in the city
I'm going to miss debating in school
I'm going to miss the fun at school fests
I'm going to miss Bosco Edit and the chance to defend my gold medal
I'm going to miss my Xuberance Trophy
I'm going to miss those failed moments of laughter
I'm going to miss the student council
I'm going to miss the school authorities
I'm going to miss doodling during literature classes
I'm going to miss drawing race tracks on the desks during the Hindi classes I attended
I'm going to miss entering exam halls knowing absolutely nothing
I'm going to miss 'studying' chemistry
I'm going to miss dancing on stage
I'm going to miss punishing boys for talking
I'm going to miss playing football in class
I'm going to miss begging boys to make house charts for the house board
I'm going to miss delegating orders to other people
I'm going to miss that boring paint job on the walls
I'm going to miss trying to beatbox on the last day
I'm going to miss class assemblies
I'm going to miss sleeping in class
I'm going to miss the all you can eat buffet in class
I'm going to miss the very last VALUE EDUCATION exam
I'm going to miss last minute cramming before exams
I'm going to miss asking people 'how much have you NOT studied' I'm going to miss laughing after getting answer scripts back
I'm going to miss Tanumoy's reaction after he won the inter house relay
I'm going to miss the nonsense we did during those boring retreats I'm going to miss my teachers, especially the funny ones
I'm going to miss Mr. and Mrs. Laboratory
I'm going to miss the science exhibition and the last ditch attempt to get a working model to actually work
I'm going to miss that horrible lunch we got on our batch party in school
I'm going to miss dancing in the auditorium while "munni got badnaamed"
I'm going to miss the game where we beat the school football team I'm going to miss the post sports day council craziness
I'm going to miss all that Cadbury silk and Frooti we gobbled up greedily
I'm going to miss my ESE brother
I'm going to miss putting on that uniform every morning
I'm going to miss roadhouse blues
I'm going to miss all our stupid lame and hilarious nicknames
I'm going to miss all this and a lot more
I'm going to miss everything about my alma mater

I'm going to miss DON BOSCO SCHOOL PARK CIRCUS...