Skipping down the memory lane

Yesterday I decided to take out some of the photo albums from the shelf. I used to do this once in a while when I feel like to see the faces of my long lost/distant friends. I can't remember when I went through my old albums last but surely long ago. So yesterday happened to be one of those days.

When I usually bring them out everyone in my family would give me a look as if I am on the useless mode. Well, it only lasts until when I say something funny or make a comment about a person on a photo and after that they just can't keep themselves away and join me.

And I chanced on this album in which I had all the pictures of my first high school friends, from St Mary's Convent. It was a great schooling, which had given me great many memories to cherish all my life. A teacher who I want to be remembered now was one of my science teachers. He passed away a couple of days after undergoing a surgery few years ago.. He was a very strict but great teacher ever. He always calls most students 'women'... like, "what are you doing women, why did you do this women..etc".
And I can remember, one day he said that he knew palmistry and I asked him what my palm lines say about my edu. So, he looked at my palm and said something about the education line, the single line that runs across the palm above the life and head line, according to him. And he said it should not fall off btw the index and middle finger but should run over the index finger or end on it to mean a good edu. lolz. I seriously don't know if he was just kidding as I was just a kid to make me happy or something. But the line wasn't even near the fingers at that time though. I trusted him and I always used to watch how it makes its way as the time goes. Even now. When I get a disappointing marks or something, I look at my palm to see if the line has fallen off btw the fingers. lolz.
Anyways, he is no more with us and is always missed and remembered. Unfortunately, I don't have any of his photos but his funeral notice. By the time I got the notice on my hands it was too late.

The happy moments were countless. I had an embarrassing time when we all guides (girl scouts) were camping during the holidays. It was the last day; we were sitting together in a circle with our Sister-Principal (headteacher) and celebrating the final moments. And at the end they decided to ask me a question. I wasn't too afraid of speaking in mike so I got up and went to the middle quite happily and was so proud of how special I was to be chosen for a special qs. All lasted until the question penetrated the membranes. I didn't even know I was going to react like that to them cos the question was very simple and if I was asked the same qs right now I would give a long lecture on it. Ok, they asked me 'You seem to be one who has more friends than most other in this school and whats the secret behind it'. Quite straightforward. All I did was crying. I feel really embarrassing when I think about it now and I still don't know why the hell I cried in front of my head teacher, class tutor and all others. Lolz. School moments are priceless and irreplaceable. I miss my school days, school friends and each and every second of my presence there.

And yesterday was a day for me to refresh all the memories when I had chanced upon my school photos. I wish I could go back to the age of a kid and go through the same colourful moments again. But I can't. After all I am an ordinary human.