Friday, March 30, 2007
Your reality could be my fantasy...
In one of her "classes" with us she told us all to do a "fun" thing. She asked us all to right down our biggest and wildest fantasies on a sheet of paper and told us not to write our names. In the end she would read out the funniest or the wildest ones so we could all have a good laugh.
So everyone sat down and pened their fantasies down. I remember that day so well , I remember the look on all the faces, the glitter in their eyes the sheer happiness of just penning this down. Everybody was so excited , it felt like a passport to Fantasy Land !
We finished and went for a break. In the break as expected the excitement sored to wonderous heights and everyone was discussing their fantasies with each other. Some were acting all secretive about it and felt that what they had written was really silly and wished they had thought a little more.
Anyway , we carried the noise back to class and were so anxious to hear what the others had written and to see if our fantasies were read out and appreciated.
The reading began and we all laughed. The room was full of smiles , chuckels , glittering eyes , embarassment for some, loads of roaring laughter. The fantasies were the usual ones that kids that age had... runaway holidays, handsome men, lots of money , yes chocolate houses had to feature! the works .....!!!
As she pulled out the last one she had this look on her face which none of us understood then but were soon going to find out why she had that expression. She read story of a girl whose fantasy was to have a "Happy Family", to have a meal with both her parents on the dining table , to be dropped to school by her mom to live in a world where there was no fighting no drinking no crying. To sleep without the fear that maybe just maybe tomorrow will be a better day when she didn't have to protect her little sister from the ugly scenes. To wake up in the morning and realise that she belonged to a home , a family. She wrote, "part of my fantasy is to lead the life of a child. To want chocolates and ice- creams and good clothes and to walk to park with both mamma and papa......"
We were moved by this story a great deal. Ma'am was in tears and so were all of us. We didnt have a way of knowing who among us it was, but my calssmates said we all siltently prayed for her , prayed that her fantasy would turn to reality..... So did I. I prayed , very very hard.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Good - Bye !
Its been an awesome journey thes last two years and I'd just like to say ........
Its time to say goodbye,
From my destiny I just want to shy.
I sit and wonder why
My attachment is so high.
After all the years
The thought of leaving my peers.
I have big fears
That there will be a million tears.
But this time the difference shall be there
On my face a smile I will wear
For all the brilliant times that with them I share
A happy parting is only fair.
To all those I shall truly miss.
A huge thank – you is all I can say
For being with me night and day
For making my problems feel like a play
All that you’ve done shall stay.
I shall part with a hope
That somewhere in life’s rope
We shall meet one more time
And chat on like a chime.
A promise that
Whenever there is a tide
By which you may have to abide
Yes, then ill be there by your side.
P.S. : This little post is dedicated to all my friends and classmates who've been just wonderful to me in the last two years. I wish you guys all the success in the world....!!!