A Journey Worth Remembering
Crossing the class door for the last time, I felt that I have committed a great crime. With wet eyes and gloomy face, I step down the lonely stairs. Thinking of something lost, and calculating of how much does it cost. With vacuum in my heart and with numb hands, I started to gather up the golden moments of my life. The first step which I extended to this institution, Holding my father’s fingers, Full of purity and charm, And unknown to this mystic world. In blue shorts and white shirt, I was just like a new born bird. Then I met a lady who took me in her arm, And I could only see my father. Bidding me goodbye………………….. I found myself all alone, Craving for my father. But then I realised that it wasn’t so, There were many like me, with whom I have to go. It was here I learned the power of friendship, And got enlightened with knowledge. The passage linking those 26 alphabets started here, From thin books to thick one, From nursery rhy...