if you could change the way things are.
close all doors behind me.
And yet another day, I stare right out from the window pane some few meters away from where I'm seated in the physics lab. The glaring sun illuminating the room which always was a little dim. From where I am, I hear the watch on my left wrist ticking it's way to 12.45 pm. I sit and wait for the time to pass it's way through, for the time to make it's way to when the school bell would ring in such a blare that class 4 Science 1 would disperse in a hurry, leaving me slowly to attend to my school books. Ring. There goes the bell. BOOM. There goes the classroom of 38 girls excluding me. I leisurely pack up my things. With my unhurried pace, I place the exercise books to one compartment and the text books in the other. Zip, goes my bag. Out I go, strolling along the corridors, making my way to the canteen where all the commotion took place...


...Gahh! I'm in need of inspiration.