The 80's

When I sit idle there are so many things which hit my cranium, I don’t know, all are of the past happenings. So many eventful facts, there are lots some brings pain some relief and some joy. At this moment I could remember the day my friend left for Dubai. It was a full moon day and at the night from my roof I was gazing at the moonlit night and had a vision of an aero plane passing in front of the moon taking my friend within it! When his mails used to arrive (not emails) and the envelope contains the postage of UAE I elated with joy. Where are those days, I doubt that today’s generation will feel like the same, do they know what a snail mail is? Only emails, networking site faster, with only a one liner how are u, I am fine. Those we used to seat and read one or two pages of letter and wrote the same. The charm I had in 80’s and 90’s are not same as now. Its changing…I don’t feel the same what I felt before. I still remember my favourite serial MacGyver aired in Bangladesh televison every Wednesday at 9 pm. now I have managed to get them all with me, when I want feel like those I just put it on my DVD player and for certain period I take myself to 90’s. even school was so interesting on those days, I am lucky that I belong to the eighties…toffee used to cost 5 paisa then…have you seen 5 paisa? Egg was 50 paisa, rice was 7-8 Rs kg, I used to collect bus, train tickets. i had a quiet of them now I had lost it, where it is. I find it difficult to converse with the current generations, frequency don’t matches with mine. My thinking, ideology prudence is different from them.

Waiting Begins...

After the completion of 180 days of knowing her, he was still in confusion to ask her about…But yes he was afraid, afraid of his unknown complex, her benevolence, magnanimity. It was a gap of about 90 days which made him to take this, to ask ..a dilemma was cooking inside his mind about what to do, should he wait 30 days more ? Amidst all this one day he said it a fear was there inside him to get rebuked but nothing happened..he just told it and then there was a silence a silence which continued for another 45 days…

The Last Exam!!

Class X, the last day of our last exam in our school.After the end of this examination we will never be able to to sit for exams in this very school. A mixed feeling was creeping inside few of us. A sense of relief from exams, a solitude of leaving the school all of them were accompanying us.

As soon as the exam was over I screamed with joy “Independence Day” and jumped over the bench, landing myself just in front of the school Principal. And the inevitable couldn’t be avoided , he made me standing before his room waiting to be rescued by some other teachers!

Slowly I left the school premises with joy as the movie “McKenna’s Gold” was waiting for me at home. Outside my friends were waiting for me and laughing looking at my wretched condition.

Gone are those days, that’s how we spent our school days everybody segregated from each other with memories leaving behind!