my days

Of course, Krishna would ask you not to graze into the past but to always look at the present. But sometimes, we are dragged. Dragged are we to those sunny days, the days when we would remark " hey, sound would travel faster since it is raining. she can hear me sooner if i call her while walking down the road. alas!, that would also be compensated by the wind which is blowing in the opposite direction.
its a great weather anyway, isn't it?"

final years those were, of our teenage. i would walk down slowly, contemplating on the sanskrit paper i just screwed. not that i didn't like sanskrit. just that it was too high for me. i would attend all the classes, especially those of Abhignana Shaakuntalam, a story, i must say, which has in itself the power to incline you for your life!

we(awesome threesome!) would eventually reach the railway crossing, a barrier which had to be crossed each and everyday to reach your respective homes. An idea springs out almost spontaneously in two of us that this can't go on for long, the same old method of crossing the rails after looking carefully into the eastern and the western horizons, with the sun shining onto our face in the latter, and making sure that death is atleast a mile away. we had to do something different.
we would bet each other, to cross the rails multiple times when the train is just about to come, and then stand out on the platform to wave at the passengers(i preferred to wave at the fairer sex, though. but just keep it a secret, okay?!).
so the deed was done and the execution remained.
hmm, those who know me even slightly would figure out easily that i would not have been afraid of taking these menial risks in life without which it seems so unworthy living..

let me tell you, never had i tasted a police stick before; but ofcourse, now i can happily recall that i had blue marks all over my body and that i had to pretend natural functioning of the limbs at home to prevent the blue marks from increasing!

days come and days go. but these are those very few days which make you not forget that you have actually lived your life..