After:the first day in school,
my first class teacher in Nursery,
the first lunch break with a handkerchief tightly stuck to my dress,
the first best friend to share tiffin with,
the initial fighting over crayons,
slowly making friends with a smile,
growing up under the shades of the school trees and classrooms,
inter school competitions,
fights with friends,
patching up friendships,
loosing out on our best friends- or so we thought,
finding new ones,
photographs and memories,
and after 12 years of school... I get tagged on facebook in this photograph by a friend..
And realized where all of us started from.
It's not the end, it's the beginning that nurtures love.. It's those kids with lil dresses and half pants that start the Love. It's those kids who are -- We.
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