Last ball of the first innings....
The last day,....

Planning started over a week.....
We'll do this.....
We'll do that....
We'll enjoy every single moment.....
We'll grab every single drop of fun....
We'll make all the memories go alive.....

Sounds like there might be a festival.... There might be some celebration.... There might be a special day....

Yes....indeed....
It was their day....
Their LAST DAY.....

The day started but ended sooo soon....

Smiling faces....
Hiding their sorrow....
Each face had its own story....had its own memories....
Their eyes...... Looking all around with a hope to collect each an every view....view of the places.... We made our so called family... Our friends....The benches who witnessed their crush's name..... The place that witnessed a lot of heart breaks... And the beginning of several new love stories.....

The classroom wall... The biggest example of our creativity.... God knows how many times it became the victim of water splash ????...How many things we had written on it... Be it about teachers or our gang members....

The lunchbox.... Finished up by everyone expect it's owner.....

The endless nuisance in the classroom....
The corridor was the adda of love birds.....
Morning assembly was the worst intolerable thing....
Indeed it was the best place for the "gossip bees "????

And if it's the picnic day....
We were not going to listen to anyone....

The massive group bunk on Fridays....
The massive class bunk during school functions...
The massive argument during preparation out any proposed function.....

The last.... Seemed sooo quite.....
Eyes were wet.....
Heart was melting....
Some who never wanted... But ended up crying....
And some who were desperate to.... Couldn't.....

I can very well relate our condition to Sachin Tendulkar's retirement speech....
""life between the 4 walls from the past 12 years has now.....
Come to an end "