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

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