Memory School.

Broken Swings.
Unsteady Sea-saws.
And 3 Friends.

Visiting the school ground
after a decade brought back more
than a wave of nostalgia.
It turned our feet tinier, our smiles wider
and our hearts younger.


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10 thoughts on “Memory School.

  1. School was never my happy place. Was always the lonely left out kid. This post makes me feel a very weird long lost feel of nostalgic pain!
    Very well written Ashu!

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