Down the memory lane.....

       It seems like just yesterday ..school bell used strike sharp at 1.30 in the afternoon..another day at the  school ended. Out from the parking lot come our bicycles..on our way to home .Just after the tiring steep road besides my school ...used to be our ..meeting point ...or 'adda' as one might call it in marathi. Punctually each one of us used to gather at the spot after the school. Hang out for some time ..chit chat...bitch about rest of the guys and girls of our class ,fight..argue etc etc and go home happily. we were some 6-7  boys .The best of pals .The friends for life.

         School days whisked past .... fortunately all of use continued to study  in the same city .The bicycles were now replaced with bikes.We continued to meet..and meet frequently.The bond grew stronger.Days passed..and years passed bye.Through  the ups and downs  we persisted .Those were the glory days ..the memories football and cricket we played for long hours is still fresh in my mind.

             .."Everything good has to come to an  end ".Not being and exception to the rule...our days seem over .Some of us already left in the past few months to foreign lands  in search of fortune.Rest of us  are engaged  in jobs.Today as i pass by my school...i still see the 'adda'.Some new  group of school boys have replaced us at that spot. In them i see our past and make a nostalgic walk "Down the memory lane ..........and relive the moments ".....