Coming back from the last board exam is a bittersweet feeling -
on one hand the stress of exams is finally over.
But on the other hand...
That was the last time I sat in these benches.
That was the last time we met in the same class.
That was the last time we exchanged gossip.
That was the last time I went to his class.
That was the last time I did padayatra.
That was the last time before it all ended.
We used to meet every day,
Like it was an unwritten rule.
But the reaper of time was there all along,
Engrossed in our silent shouts,
Till he realised our time was up.
And it all really ended on a random Saturday and Monday...