Mind Voice

Life had changed in a matter of ten days.. Things felt different. The whole campus seemed to exude a vibe of hatred. School didn't feel like the happy place it was just days back. The gates, looking small thanks to the sea of children who were trying to squeeze through, the large ground that suddenly didn't seem all that large, the empty road with scanty number of vehicles present, all seemed a little too strange all of a sudden, a little alien..Throughout the 5 minute walk from the gates to class, a range of scenes passed through my mind, of him walking with me, the memory of the smell of his freshly washed hair, his smile, his hand trying to catch mine, and of course the stark reality that all that were things of the past. School now just revolved around him and our closeness (apart from studies of course :p ). He was a hand that reached out to me when i found myself in a sticky spot. He was that ray of light that made the darkness go away. Second term though promised change. Change in school life as I knew it. The 8 am bell was an indication of a new experience waiting for me, a new journey waiting to begin- a life with him being so close yet so very far.   Every step i took towards class was another reminder that i was taking a step towards a new kind of life in school. And I was right, it was gonna be very different...