Good Old Days ?????

Memories are a great neutralizer especially when I am sad…I just think of the happy days and hope that something like that will happen again. I know many of that will never happen.. I will never get that gem of a friend whom I lost after college. or the last bench nonsense of school days or those days when I used to come to office only because I knew there would be cricket in the evening…those were the best days…wait a minute does that mean my good days are over.. I don’t want to believe that even if it is true simply because my memories tell me that not true… when I came to my 10th class all the people I met told me that this was the year that would determine my life.. And I need to pack up all my fun and start studying.. and all I thought was when I would get to go to pre university and shed those uniforms and have more fun ,well instead I think 10th was one of the most fun years of my schooling days. I had fun in school, was thrown out of class and was sitting in a heaven called last bench and to add it up I secured a distinction…that’s fun but then again when I came to pre university people again told me these two years would be so important that I cant afford to goof up. and all I thought in those 2 years was when I will go to college and live in a hostel where I could come at any time I want. well now I think of it I enjoyed those 2 years…I had to drop and pick up my sis from an all GIRLS school and then there was NCC which I loved and again meeting all those new guys, new friends, new pranks and being the first batch guy of Aloysius(That’s like the top class in a top college) .Ha beautiful days.. Then came CET and got good rank and was thrown into a great college to do my engineering by the way I was in engineering just cause my friends were there too. and those 4 years are a chapter of fun itself…..but all the while I kept thinking when I would get my salary and money to spend my money. what a life…but .now I have all the things I wanted then.. in office sitting in my cubicle having my own money I am not happy I think when will my next big fun day come…or is it just that I am already living in those fun days and just not realizing that just like how I dint realize then…may be in another 20 years down the line I will write another blog saying that how today was my best day in my life…STRANGE ?