Finally back on track

Well yeah, the school’s reopen and life has been set up on a fixed track. Waking up at 6 in the morning, getting in the school uniform, setting the bag with the books meant to be taken to school according to the time table (it won’t matter if you leave a book or two, or don’t even bother to take any), and then leaving your house to reach the bus stop on time, of course in a haste and you end up forgetting some of the must-to-be-taken things.

After a couple of minutes, you reach school, after the first bell has already been rung, and you run all the way to your classroom, keep your bag anywhere, and move to the ground for the assembly where you have too stand (urgh) for around 15 minutes (even more if the day happens to be Friday). Then after all those prayers, articles and daily announcements, you reach your class and look for your ‘lost’ bag which you find somewhere lying on your foe’s (may be) seat (gee, here you exchange grumbling expressions). Then you finally find a place to sit, sometimes, next to the person you find stupid but you have to maintain a rapport in order to get through well for the next 5 hours (reluctantly). This is when you class teacher comes into the picture and takes a tedious attendance where you can’t resist talking and finally forget to make her aware of your presence and when you realize this, she has already incepted teaching. Err. Ok, forget it.

The whole day moves on, period after period goes the same and you feel like yawning after getting cheesed off by studying for around 1 & a half hour (wow, such a long period). You are finally elated when the bell rings after the 3^rd period and rush out of the class to meet your best buddies. And all that while, you get so engrossed in a tête-à-tête that you don’t care about the Tiffin your mom made for you with so much of love. Nah! It’s not tasty. Well you have not even finished gossiping and ‘ting ding ting’. You reach your class and then study, study and STUDY. And to make the things even worse, you are under another pressure of studying ‘hard’ this time and are perpetually reminded that you have your boards this year. STUDY HARD!! After fighting with the boredom, the school gets over and you reach your bus. Oh sorry, before that too you undergo another round of stupid-but-interesting talks with your pals. After that you reach your home back, and without wasting a second, change your dress, have your lunch and rush for coaching. Urr, well after 2/3/4 hours you return home and then again studies. (This will kill someday). Have your dinner and go off for a long sleep. Next day goes the same way. This is how the life of an ordinary teen (exceptions are always there) goes. It’s tedious and tiring. Yeah, but there’s no way to escape it and it’s up to you to make it exciting.

Now I realize that I have grown up. WHY?