We all drift apart with our lives eventually. Some of us are fortunate enough to stay back in the same city in which we grew up and experience and see the changes that take place in our schools. But some of us get so busy with our lives that we are only able to visit our alma mater after many years and the changes that we see sends us into fits of nostalgia:
And the happiness that you get when they remember you perfectly well.
And imagine the joy when you see your name still etched on the desk that you had done 6 years back.