I can bet the most loving place to get back the old memories is our school. We have so many memories associated with it. Happy moments, sad moments, having the first crush, having fear of being caught by teachers, pride moment when we achieved something and what not.
It is rightly said that school is the second home to a child. Today after many years post marriage, I happened to pass from the same city in which I went to school. I was feeling excited and nostalgic after seeing my school after 15 long years and visited it.
Once again I went to the same class, touched the benches, scribbled on the blackboard and was trying to find the changes made in the structure of the classes. I could figure out myself sitting in the last bench corner and gazing out of the window. I could recollect the names of some of my classmates and most of my teachers.
I remember how I and my friend vaishali used to make plans as to how we would exit from the building in case of fire. How we used to call our teachers by different names in their absence, how we used to make excuses for not doing homework and how we managed to eat something in between the periods without letting the teacher know, how we used to bunk classes or sometimes school on the pretext of illness….
Among them, one experience was such which I cannot forget for my lifetime and I was sharing the same with my husband.
It so happened that mom and dad greeted me every morning as I woke up since the very beginning and so it was a habit with me to say ‘good morning’ to the first person I met every morning irrespective of the fact whether I knew them or not.
As a child, I was too much punctual … rather my parents were too much punctual and always sent me to school before time. 10 mins earlier than the usual time. That was the time I really felt how lucky people all adults were! They didn’t have to go to school, no homework, nothing at all and most important they could sleep till late in the morning. Now after growing up, I realised, I was wrong!
As per my habit, I used to greet the watchmen a very good morning every day and while leaving the school I used to say ‘ goodbye uncle, see you tomorrow’. It had become my daily routine and if ever I was absent someday then immediately the other day uncle would inquire about it.
One day, I don’t know how but the school bell rang and the school was over. I had gone upstairs in the computer room and before I could pack my things and leave- the doors were closed. I was engrossed in my work and could not hear the bell as I was sitting all alone in the computer room in a free period doing my project.
After some time I realised that I was all alone in the school and at that time we didn’t even have mobile phones to connect. I started shouting for help and started crying. After almost 1 hour someone opened the door and I saw it was our watchmen uncle. I literally hugged him and wept. Later he came to drop me to my house as my parents were already in tension searching for me. No one ever thought that I could be locked in the school.
Later my parents thanked the watchmen uncle and asked him as to how he came to know that I was locked inside the premises because it was impossible that he could have heard my cries.
His reply surprised my parents and they felt really happy about what they taught me.
” Daily hundreds of children come to school and they leave but only a few of them greet me in the morning and while they leave. Your daughter is one of them. She greeted me in the morning but not while leaving, That’s why I thought that it has never happened so in the past few years. Something is definitely wrong. So I went inside the building to check and found your daughter. You have taught your daughter to be humble, love and respect all people around you irrespective of their status. She made me realise that I AM SOMEONE…..”
Try to have an impact on the people who cross your path every day, you never know what tomorrow will bring!