Nostalgia
As days pass our memories grow faint yet there are some flimsy threads which never fail to drag us back to the past.... ðŸ’ðŸ’💠Strangeeeee 😃😃 I am a teacher in a private school handling English... Last year was my first year in this marvelous teaching profession... While I was taking classes last year I didn't have any special bond with my students...but now whenever I open my book to prepare before teaching, each and every word tends to remind me of their faces, smiles, their counters, their funky answers, their mischiefs, gifts given by them and finally all their flatters...eventhough they are out of reach for truth I used to enjoy them.... Really longing to go back to the TG13 (my class)