How to seek beyond?
Yesterday marked an end for a big chapter in Uzair’s life!
As it was his very last day in his pre-school. After spending about 3 years over there and getting his very first basic knowledge about life’s basics, he is ready to step into the primary section of his educational life. He said good-bye to his teachers and met his classmates.
I’m feeling little sad about this because last 3 years in that pre-school, he learned so much about not just basic education but also about interacting with people outside home. He made his very first friends in school, about whom he told me almost everyday in past 3 years. The school lunch hour and playing in the playarea were his favorite. He even loved to share his home made lunch with his friends in school, which is a very good thing.
And he also loved learning about the basics like alphabets, numbers, shapes, colors and so much more. And showing me acheiving full marks in a class test, when I would return back home from work, was his favorite thing to do. I never stopped wondering about how Uzair spent his day in school, doing his classwork or playing with his friends. I wondered about this so many times and dearly wished to capture his activities on video but that never happened. This makes me sad.
Three years ago, I wrote the post you can read below about Uzair’s first day in pre-school and now, I’m writing about his last day.
Time surely flies so fast and it takes away so much from us. But on the other hand, it also gives us moments to cherish about for the rest of our lives.
Standing against time they are!
Keep building them!
Life surely zips very fast down the lane!
And days of past are behind me.
What has been gained
Since the journey began
And now, few thoughts about time from any1mark66, which is slipping away so rapidly.
Leaving behind nothing but memories which also fades away slowly down the road.
The pause before a sigh
The moment that lingers
Thoughts I wanted to cling
Emotions that should have countered
Snipets of memories
Collections of thoughts
Second hand sweeps them by
Calendar buries them quickly
When the afterglow fades
When the smiles straightens
I search so i’ll know next time
Left grasping sand as it slips away
What once was becomes golden
When is the riddle of the universe
I can remember or so I say
I can not place it in order
Doesn’t mean it didn’t happen
Could of happened, I think
Time is a young man’s game
It gets carried in baskets of hope
We sprinkle it about uncaring
One day we look back
Upon a fleeting path we came
Suddenly the basket has a bottom
We look to replace what was spent
Postcards left as mile markers
Recollections fill in gaps
But the image has lost it’s time
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Fun is good!
For many, just one moment is a lifespan!