Page 205 - Udaan Trial Book

The lockdown and the subsequent

days of activity and stagnation only

tempered the nostalgia and yearning.

If only I could have told my younger

self to stop counting, time flies by

too soon anyway.

All of us have to accept that this

year could have been better.

We all had plans, and we all

watched them burn before our eyes

and turn to ashes. Let's blow the

ashes to the wind. The insurmountable

sum of all these years gone by in these familiar

classrooms and by these windows is securely locked in

my mind and I know what’s ahead might hardly ever be

easy.

However, one must remember that beyond exams,

beyond begging for that one more Games period and

beyond Scholar Badges, lies life and poets and

intellectuals have often reminded us that life is a constant

crusade, with abundant friction.