When I think about the fun and frolic during the school days, sometime tears rub my cheeks, and there have been surprise reunions, but those vanished when I clean the eye sand off. The life at school is something that I have always wanted to be in, that’s where I feel I have always belonged to, and that’s where I have always been the real me. Light weighted study schedules, six hours of class, recess in between and good smiling friends who lightened up your day with all those discussions which others thought were silly.
I have always had a silent prayer to Allah that he put me back to those fun filled school days that I spend in the balcony and verandas of IDEAL INDIAN SCHOOL. Don’t know if the angel on my right shoulder recommended it for me, the ‘GMCS’ happened. Initially it was something that I thought as an outing just for the heck of it and a certificate from the ICAI that never let the students grow as social animals. Little did I know that I had my school life waiting for me at the building near heart hospital in Trichur.
Right from day one it was life back in the old school, energy, new friends who seemed to have been friends for ages. Or might be that I have been longing for days like these since all the classes I had after 12th were formal conference halls where the students didn’t know who was sitting next to them, nor they cared cause everyone had to rush to their office after the class. The GMCS was different.
Veena chechi’s sisterly affection, Badru’s Amrican brotherhood, Arun’s naughty stupidity, Ajoy’s ever smiling face, Monish’s happy go lucky nature, Mary’s eyes, Anu’s Middle Eastern English, Bell boy’s gestures with his specs, Ashok’s songs, Dimples shy smiles, Sreenath’s way of walking, Amritha’s MTI and of course my best friends who were with me right from Calicut; Azad, Sajil, Ahsan, Basith and Jithin all in a class room made me feel that I was sitting in grade 12th with a tie and a shoe.
We are stepping as corporate executives, our childishness had been hammered down by the hypocrisy called Chartered Accountancy, but these 15 days did really brighten my life. The joy of being there for each other, holding onto one another, doing action songs on kindergarten rhymes, Compiling a manual staying awake till 4 in the morning, presenting a case study without having known what the case was, Eating five plates of Biriyani and 3 glasses of Palada and driving all the way 12 in the night to a four star hotel near the cochin airport just to go to the restroom, the steam cake and fish curry at Akshaya, water guns and THE THRIKKOTTUR FAMILY. Damn, when I look back I feel I relived my school, my prayers were heard.
One intelligent guy once told me that you make friends and they depart and they depart so that you meet them again. I made new friends and we departed and now that we departed we would surely meet again, if not now might be later, but we will surely meet, because we together formed THE FALCONS, the royal birds those are never caged.
