“Eh saathi timi kaha chau bhana na
laamo dinharu katna nai garho bho”

Do you guys remember how we sang those songs on our last wednesday program? With tears running down our faces and a heart heavy with the fear that we’re going to lose each other. And remember how it was the last song we sang together on the last class we had.  Because I remember everything. I remember every single one of those moments like it was yesterday. Because in my soul, no time has passed since we were together in that very classroom we called home. And yet, my heart craves for those moments everyday. All I wish for is to be back in that classroom with all of you, you, my favourite bugs. All I crave for is all of yours presence and all I need is to re-experience those moments again and hold the memories close. Our laughters, fights, songs, talks, witty banters are something I’ll never forget. I yearn to spend moments of my life with all of you, I wish that even our college life would be the same like our school days, with all of us together but unfortunately, the time has passed. It has passed leaving behind memories. And it hurts how a habit became a memory. It hurts but there’s nothing we can do about it.

I remember the last day of our school. The whole day spent in memories, the whole day spent in tears. I remember that heavy feeling in my heart knowing that it was the last time we were all together like that. The day was spent in hugs, telling each other how much their presence means and how precious the years of togetherness were. It was all truly special. And when the last bell rang, I remember the pain it caused. Realizing that our time together had finally slipped away like the last remnants of sand held in a fist. It slipped away, taking with it the childish and innocence friendship we held. Realizing that the words we said, “Reunion ma sabai jana aaunai parcha. Birsine hoina hai kasaile”, they might have been just words and nothing else. All these years, ending in just the blink of an eye. 

With memories flowing in my heart and my soul dancing in reminiscence, I take out our class photo that I had preserved so carefully in my drawer. Holding it close to my heart, I revisit those old times again. All of you silly idiots that I so deeply love and cherish. Thank you for being a part of my life. We might not meet again but the hope of being together with all of you will be just as strong forever. I promise that every little moment we had shall be cherished. And hopefully, we’ll always be the same and never turn into just a memory. I miss you all. Everyday I miss you all. 

I just miss everything a little extra today…

“Samjhana baki
cha hamra ti pal ko
Sangai na hola hami tara saath sadhai bhar ko
Dherai din bata yaha sunyata kaalo badal chayeko jastoo”