“How could I forget that day?” It was 20 March 1985. We all gathered in our school hall.
This was our last day in high school. It was our school’s tradition to arrange a feast for outgoing students. All our mates were busy organising a tea party for us. Our exams were declared. The environment was a mixture of sorrow and joy.
One side, there was happiness to go to college but on the other sadness for farewell from school. Everyone was hugging and wishing each other for good luck
All had kept a silence when our headmaster entered in the hall. He gave us lots of advice and wished for a bright future ahead. The party concluded with tears in the eyes of everyone including some of our teachers. Read More…