Mon Voyage. : Carmel Years!

Several huge notebooks. brain-wkacking terms, life long practice, rushing late night to finish assignments, ugly eye-bags, toxic lifestyle, constant lack of sleep, nose-bleed final exam, heart-stopping results, and die-hard friendships . . . People called it . . . *STUDENT*. . . J J J

We all love and miss our schools so much. There's nothing like the schools. We used to have so much fun. . . !!!

Standing for assemblies in the chilling winter mornings..

laughing,giggling.. playing Chain Chain , Badminton ,Cricket ,Doctor Doctor and so many more interesting games.. tiffin periods..finishing friends' tiffin and leaving their boxes empty..climbing the slippers and hanging like monkeys, doing homeworks(and not doing homeworks :P).. getting new text books, notebooks, note copies, pencils, pen, rubber, sharpener, school bags in every new class...

We Carmelites . . . !!!

Becoming pale like dead for not getting Maths exam papers signed by parents. . . Doing something or the other during the class lectures to disturb the whole class . . . Having cold war with the seniors.(Abviously Friendly Once ) Talking loudly and making noises in the library room And Disturbing Our Very Own Miss Suchita (Our Librarian) when everyone's reading ,Just to hear her Hi- Fi English . . . Walking around everywhere with loads of gangsta Attitudes. . .And Hiding When Sister Supreeka Passes Us Ans Gives Us her Dangerous Stary Look . Sitting on the long bench of the school field after the end of the class periods, having light chat with friends, singing songs, watching the afternoon wind scattering the dry leaves away, when at a point of time one after one every friend goes home and gradually the school compound becomes empty.Teasing And keeping new names. . . It Became A Favriote past time Actually . . . J

Time doesn't wait no matter how we want to stop the time. Just like that one day we became the topmost seniors. We got promotion to class 10 and we became the boss! Just the big bosses! Bossing around the juniors became our passion! Parades, march past, field trips, everywhere we ruled! We didn't care about anybody and anything!(Always Saying Jo Hoga Dekha jayega naa bey ). Those busy days in the green room, working hard and rehearsing for the special annual functions and sports programs. . Participating in cultural programs, dancing the hell out of our lives. . . .And the most energetic part, shrugging heads with full volume heavy metals after every single class party and every single occasion..And After Some Months We gave the very popular *BOARD EXAMS* . . . “Tough days”J L J

My school gave Me a lot. We spent very important segments of our lifetime there. It's because of the schools we got the opportunity to have those amazingly loving and respected teachers to teach us. And how can I ever forget? Carmel helped me meet those innocently mischievous friends who made those moments so special. Life seemed great when we were all together .

Things will never be the same again. Life will never be the same again. Like the song summer of 69, those were some of the best days of My life. J *11 years in CARMEL SCHOOL*. . . J

On This Account . . . . I would Also like To name Some Of my mates . . . With out Whom My School Journey And the Fun Would be No where . . .

So here the List goes on . . .

Starting from My Childhood friends To My neighbouring school friends (St Pauls) . J

Monalisa,Yachana,Mikisha,Sonia,Akanksha,Sagarika,Kirti,

Anuva,Sudheshna,Pratyasha,Trishna,Kanchan,Ipsita,

Caroline,Priyanka Priyadarshini,Priyanka Mohanty,Shreya,Sneha ,Pragati,Shriya,Sindhujaa

Tanushree, Varsha,Simran,Amrita.

And then Comes . . . My Dude friends-Samarth,Amol, Rishi, Sid,Ricky,Subham,Aatish,DJ,Krishanu,Swapnil Rajarshi,Ashwin,Richard ,Nikhil . . .

Padmanav,Arnav And many More .

Without You All . . . . My journey Woudnt have been possible .

Sorry –If I missed Anyone . J