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Good old days

Of melting all the used candles and making new ones.. at the cost of getting a real good spanking from Mom. – Aged 12.
Of stealing and having Amul Milk Powder in bowls – Aged (8 to 14)
Of talking non stop over the phone and giggling unendingly for no reason at all… Aged 13 onwards.
Of doing Math while listening to my neighbor practice drums. Aged - All through my time in Shillong.
Of watching the tall pine trees sway to the rhythm of the howling wind in the month of February. – All through my time in Shillong.
Of secretly attending rock shows with school buddies. – School time in Shillong
Of cheering the basketball team and hopping with joy at the interschool win.. yayyyy… East or West, my school was the best.. – School time in Shillong
Of eating sweet and sour tamarinds.. while walking back from school. – School time in Shillong
Of blasting loud rock and swinging to it.. – All through my time in Shillong.
Of sitting at the mountain top and watching the rain come by.. Aged – 18
Of fests and fetes and inter-school science competition and checking out the opposite sex.. Oooh the excitement of it.. hahahah – Aged 13
Of school picnics in the outskirts – Aged 13-14
Of reading Photoromance secretly in school. Aged 13
Of attending Maths tution of an eccentric but lovable Maths tutor and having a really good time – Aged 14- 15
Of being petrified at singing in front of an audience – Aged 12
Of being involved in skits and dream of becoming a famous playwright or something.. – Aged 13
Of losing friends to drugs and accidents.. Beautiful Rossana I remember you. – Aged 13
Of watching helplessly as friends killed friends.. brothers killed brothers.. and chaos reigning. – Aged 14-15
Of watching a beautiful and peaceful Shillong turn into a vengeful and violent battleground – Aged 15
Of never being able to let the Shillong in me go.. NOW and FOREVER