Thursday, September 17, 2009

Back to schoooooooooooooooooooool !!!!

Ok, been a while, a long long while, since i wrote, since i spoke, since i was there out in the open. Right now I feel a rush to do it all at once :-) , when I can feel the scent of the fresh air around me, when I can feel the importance of being “Me”.

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This post is a little too special, especially coz this goes to that entity which has made me what I am, even to the extent of what made me write, what me a person who could be no less proud of where I come from.


How many would actually not hesitate to jump and scream on just seeing some random person on the road wear your school uniform, years after you are out of that place, and feel so damn proud about it? How many would keep their heads high and with an air of attitude, proudly tag themselves to the school they come from? How many would wait for every single chance to sneak back to school and go from classroom to classroom looking out for every single teacher who has taught them in every single class, greet them with joy and get recognized right away and get all the blessing from their hearts? How many would remember the roll call order of the class till date and use the same order to track friends down? How many would still think of the entire batch of school friend’s the best of the lot? Am lucky am one of the rare few. I luckier that am friends with and went to school together with a majority of the rare few am talking about. :-) DAV Girls School Gopalapuram rocks!!! Hail my 10B!!!

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This is what inspired me to write this - http://davgirlsgpm.com/ - My Alma Mater that matters the most!!! DAV is still going places….


Coming to why this post… it’s a toast…DAV brought out the speaker and writer in me. Thanks to Jyothi Ma’am (Jyothi Srinath)- the one person I think of every time I write a poem or update a blog (if anyone knows her contact details, pls lemme know, or tell me how I can track her down – I so badly want to share all my writings and make her proud), she made a poet out of a simple 3rd std kid, sending a ridiculously funny poem for a London poetry writing contest, and it has got me all the way here. It all came in loads and nothing lesser – studies, fun, friends, teachers and everything else. I started with something else in mind, and here I am carried away by memories that I am just leaving it here, for people to have their own nostalgia running…


For every 10B girl reading this (be it Anita, Aparna, Archana Raju, Archana Ravi, Y Archana, Bhuvaneshwari, Deepa, Deeptha, C.Dheepa, Dhivya, J.Divya, Geetha, Gifrina, Hemamalini, D Jayanthy, M Jayanthi, Jyothsna, Kavitha, Krithika, Lakshmi, LPD, G Madhu, R Madhu, Miru, Neha, Nithya, Padmavathy, Papeetha, P.S. Pavi, S.Pavi, Rajalakshmi, Rama, G. Ramya, (R.Ramya) , Ranjani, Saradha, Sathya Priya, Sreelalitha, A.Sukanya, K. Sukanya, Varalakshmi, G.Vidhya, H.Vidhya) – “Aazaadi, dil ki…. Freedom.. to be.. “ “Netru no no, naalai no no, life il tension endrum no no”… :-)

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P.S. : Non 10B or non DAV girls – Am back to serious blogging, blogs for rest of the public will be updated soon… Till then keep blinking at portions of this post which doesn’t make sense to you. :-P