We lived the moment

A post built from the LSGMH’s memories šŸ˜‰ That’s to anyone who remembers the ‘past’.

It’s funny how we make friends and how we trust people we swore not to. It’s funny how we cry about the moments we spent laughing our heads off and it’s funny how we are now embarrassed about the times we thought we were all so confident.
When you first speak to a person about the upcoming exam, sitting on a muddy log, you don’t expect to tell them only seconds later about a story no one’s ever heard about before. That’s how fast we change.
When you first walk into a class and scare a girl by saying “Excuse-me”, you don’t expect her to be be teasing you two days later. That’s how fast we grow close to people.
When you write in your diary about how you’ve never known they could be so evil, you don’t expect to look back at that very diary entry three years later and laugh at the conclusions you came to. That’s how fast we trust the people we promised not to.
When you hang around with the ones you love the most, all you know is that you’re happy with them next to you. You don’t take a step back wonder if these very memories will one day make you cry. That’s how memories confuse us.
When you think you’re confident and get all busy about ‘solving THE problem’, you don’t hesitate. When a friend a few meters away from you tells you that you need to get the Class Record Book, you think it’s the most brilliant code ever used. These things you did confidently are the ones you now are embarrassed to talk about. That’s how stupid we’ve been.
We changed fast, we grew close to people: new and old, we looked back at things and laughed about it, we loved the past, looked into the bleak future, used code names even when we had absolutely no reason to, we had hideouts and ran away from team evil. Most of all and most importantly… we lived the moment.


4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Khaula Naxir
    Mar 10, 2013 @ 05:04:32


  2. amesha
    Apr 06, 2013 @ 09:18:39

    oh even i’m there! that was super sweet! love you like hell!


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