My heaven🌼

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When alarm buzzes_unwilling to get up but unable to sleep... half sleep brushing Eeeee... to late night studies_pondering over in search of ribbon....and socks...half filled stomach with a sip of water_running to catch the bus_finding someone to hold your bag....ufff_its the bus it is too...rush...with too many people...eyes haunting for a companion_just to have a pep talk...till your footstep reaches your campus....when the drum beats gears up we march like colonies of ant.sitting inside class and gazing at watch trying to listen...later....trrrrrnggg.....lunch breaks....yeah it's now time for food.... sharing your food plus emotions.... then switching on to power saver mode.... being physically present to mentally absent... trying to concentrate and focus ...controlling your yawning and taking up yua notes....bio classes be like re-reading the line,maths classes be like you don't belong to this group... chemistry classes like holding your breath and eyes forgetting to blink... physics classes be like be attentive and jaldii note karoo yaar.... Giggling for no reasons.... English classes be like.... comeon speak speak.... "Later on in the long run" yu will suffer becomes the routine....haaaaafff finally....chutttiii hogaayaaa..... Returning back with scheduled plan....bubbled up with tons and tons of questions.... sitting in one go and completing your work....finnally some tiffin ...and the sleep....which you get.... feels like heaven.... that's heaven....!! Then comes our CCA activities....entertaining sessions...passing on our views...active participation, student counsel meeting....Delibrately missing those days..... though it was harder.... finally makes us more stronger!!!! 


Mahimaa Saravanan 💫

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