Nostalgia

After i think some 3 years i chatted with an old friend of mine from Singapore today. We went to the same Hindi School back home and we've known each other for like 8 years now.. There were 5 of us in that gang of buddies. All from different schools, we met only on saturdays and yet these are the people I am still in touch with. Talking to her about those days made me realise how long its been since then. 5 years almost. Those days were so amazing. The one hour rides in the freaking cold bus just to reach school, then the classes and the breaks where we used to head off to Mustafa for our trademark potato wedges and ice milo with that totally yummy whipped cream!! =D Then there were our teachers, the panditji being the 'fav' we never listened to him and copied in his tests. Haha. And the beautiful teacher who left to California, she was the only one we looked forward to seeing. The long bus rides after class with my best friend were probably the ones which made us best friends. We had lame nonsensical conversations as well as those which held each other up in tough times. Man those were the days. I miss those days, but talking about those days 5 years on makes me realise special memories last forever. I hope my hindi school buddies last too. Cheers to the good old Hindi school for these wonderful memories.