Here we are again

Through the empty corridors, the unopened doors, and the silent floors I know how lonely you would’ve felt, but here we are back to make you feel full and joyful.

Walking in through those gates felt like I was coming home—home where family is. It was the urge to meet the happiest people, waving hands, smiling wide, and greeting each other with the loudest of voices. Carrying heavy bags, walking down with uniforms, and coming early didn’t even seem like a burden. All that we cared about was getting back and getting us back. This feeling is fresh. fresh, like a fruit, ripe to be eaten? Fresh as a flower waiting to bloom. I sat there wondering why it never felt lazy or anxious to get back, and I realised this place is an abode—the place we’d love to be.

Watching how excited the teachers were to have us back made us feel like the most special part of their lives. Having them ask about our holidays, about how we feel getting back, and telling us how we should get serious about academics and how we should enjoy every bit of it definitely creates an eagerness to spend the rest of the year here with them. Besides summer and its scorching heat, the feeling of being on the playground is unparalleled.

Compared to the holidays, the times we didn’t have to wake up early, and the times we roamed around, this feeling of coming back is extremely desirable. We are back, back to open doors!