Wish I could Time Travel

Let's get Educated

When I turned 4 years old, I started to go to school with my elder brother and she cousin. I don't remember those days properly but we used to sit on floor because that was playgroup. I made one girl my best friend, don't remember her name and even her face too, I think she have also forgotten me. Whenever I and my nameless bestie used to talk then never listened others until we get tired. I don't even remember her face but my brother and cousin told me, she was so cute and you both looked beautiful together. I don't remember her name but just remember is a thing she used to talk unstoppable. But after that we changed our school and I was not good at making friends so used to talk with those, with whom I sat. In my new school 2 classes were combined like 1 and 2, 3 and 4, and I used to sit with one girl and her cousin. Let's suppose her name as "Intelligent" and her cousin's name as "The boy with Cap", because she was really good in studies and also good at friendship. I was too shy to Intelligent that's why never used to talk. She always asked me, If I need something. She cared about me being my senior, always helped me to complete my copies and solve my problems. Intelligent was always first position in the class, I was really glad to sit with her, but still I was too shy and fearful from everyone. I never talked and always used to cry. I remember when she was cleaning my tears and said "Don't cry please, everything will be okay". I believe we can't get friends again as we get in childhood because there is no any attitude in that period of life. As that year passed we got separated because they were another class student so they went to 3 class which was collaborated with 4. In 2 class I made another friend and she was also good at study and most caring and treated me as best friend. I always talked about her with my family and everyone started to think, I like her and her family too. Still they are our family friends, but as always I am turned to the new leaf, but I am ego less. Will never forget her helping hands and always will be thankful to her for being with me everytime in the class. Now we were little bit elder so they just separated the seat arrangement of girls and boys. Still we talked secretly in the class. I never bought anything from canteen till that day, because all were crazy at break time there. So it was difficult for a kid to buy something, always my bro bought for me. One day my brother was busy and I was hungry, so I went to canteen with the believe of coming back with "Pops" my favorite chips. I went to the canteen and as always it was filled with students and everyone was screaming there, "First me! First me!", For sometime, I was standing there and with little voice I said "Ada pops" and he pointed out me, took my money and gave me pops in return. That was too great feeling for purchasing something for first time in the school. Happily, I went to the class and put my chips on the desk. I was alone in the class, everyone was gone in the ground as always. I was thinking to open that chips and suddenly two senior boys entered the class and punched my packet of chips and in couple of seconds, I found my snacks on the floor. I was gonna start crying, they looked at me and started to gossip with eachother that he is the brother of that guy who is our senior. That was funny to see their frightened faces and I was also fearful because, if my brother will know that someone did this with me and I was just silent, he will literally kill me. At the same time they said sorry we are gonna buy another one for you and one asked to other, if you have five ruppies left, other muttered, I have but to buy wood nuts. In some time they went out of class to buy another packet of snacks for me and my brother appeared to my class and he asked what happened, I told him whole story but he didn't hear that they are gone to buy another one for me, and as always he slapped me, at the same movement they also appeared but he didn't become angry on them, because he found their good behave towards me and they said sorry to my bro and went back to the ground to enjoy the break. After coming to the 3 class, I made two friends, one was Non-Muslim named 'Sandeep' and another one in last days, named 'Mubeen'. Sandeep was also a good helper because he was elder than me but was in my class. Mubeen was also good friend and we used to gossip and on last day of school we gossiped a lot and I regretted that why I didnt enjoy my whole time in that school. I left that school with some happiness and some sadness at the Mid-Term of 3 class, because we were shifting to another city.