Two months have passed since +1 started for us of the third batch of Devagiri CMI Public school. It's taken some getting used-to, but most of us have found our footing.
Things are different from 10th.
The portions are much (many? gah), the pressure is high, and having just two/three people per bench is boring. The more we think of the past, the more we fear the future. With teachers nagging us about exams, it's hard to live life in the present or to find enjoyment in studying. People with high aspirations asking for what questions come from the portion also pushes all the fun away. People who go to 'TIME' having no time at all, Sundays getting impaled by RAYS or taken by your friendly-neighbourhood Bhabha. It's really not the same as 10th at all.
Let's leave aside the portions and studies for now. What we're concerned about are our friends.
30 people or so changed school. And there isn't a day when we don't remember them. I used not to understand what was there to miss in people, but now I do. We miss their company, their sense of humour, and even if we never talked to them; their presence. There's a difference in the atmosphere from 10th, where someone used to shout out the answer or something randomly, and +1, where that voice has gone silent. Where there was that one girl we always wanted to talk to, sitting in the sidelines (or under the spotlight), and where she isn't here anymore, and she never will be. We miss you guys. We miss you a lot.
Aside from that, being divided into commerce, Comp.Science and Bio/Maths makes it hard to start conversations. People in commerce can't understand what's so funny about perforating peoples' cathodes, and drawing similarities between Kingdom porifera and Spongebob Squarepants.
The strict discipline we're supposed to keep for the sake of the reputation of our school, the Bio records, the growing crime rates around the city, Pranab Mukherjee is President... Oh wait, that's not related. Well anyway, things are complicated. It sometimes makes me feel like an older person who has to trudge their feet to office, work in a lonely cubicle and come back exhausted at the end of the day.
So, kiddies. Want to talk to someone, talk to them. Want to do something fun and completely unrelated to school, do it. Don't become old people who are reaching out for that top salary this year. Do it later. Don't moan about how much better 8th standard was. Enjoy yourselves right now.
And THEN you can become old. :D
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Hmm .It seems that lots of people I've known have had or is having a nostalgia. And the losing of so many friends in one go and a syllabus that make the 10th syllabus seem piece of cake have made lives miserable. But then if you wanted the change it is here.And if you like it or not this is what we are expected to go through. we are not the first and definitely we won't be the last to go through this.Certainly it is torment to learn all this and as a biology student I know. but I do know how tough M.B.B.S will be. So I am happy that we get roughened up before we face the real storm.Remember it is when the sea is rough that a skilled navigator is born.I will miss all of you my parents,teachers,friends,family everyone of them.But just believe that for all your sufferings you shall be glorified further.Buckle up face the storm,unleash the navigator in you.(if this has creeped you out I'm totally sorry!)
Two years back, I had posted something of this sort in the blog. And believe me friends, things weren't as terrible as it was in the beginning, surely, the wheel of life goes round and round. :)
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