Do you remember the walk to your school?
Do you remember the walk to your school? Not breaking the pact was the golden rule In the hills, we are born The freshness of air, so warm Waiting for the sun god to come Under the mellow rays, to sit down Not wanting for evenings to arrive The cold was quite severe to strive Those little jaunts to our favorite Mussoorie A place of tranquility and warmth, it’s a glory I demand for those days to return back The Eagles and their famous sound track Do you remember the walk to your school? Not breaking the pact was the golden rule -Manika