I miss.

I miss Hyderabad. I miss the food. Nan-king, Ohri's, Angeethi. I miss the chat, the Raju-chat corner, the Dimmy's chat corner. I miss the weather, the perfect pleasant winter weather. I miss the summers. I miss how there were hardly any powercuts. I miss the rain. I miss the rainy-day holidays. I miss the times when the school parking lot would get flooded. I miss forgetting all my problems and becoming a kid and jumping around in the water.

I miss school. The stupid, dirty school. I miss the teachers.. Kaju, NV, Asha ma'am. I miss pissing of Sukku with our crazy antics in my last year. I miss the cheaaap classrooms, the scarily bent fans and the scribbled upon benches. I miss the broken windows, the doors which could be opened even if they were locked. I miss pissing off almost all my teachers. I miss being punished. I miss Prabha screaming at us. I miss bunking. I miss PT. I miss playing lame-ass football and cricket and god-knows which other crazy games. I miss those stupid Hobby periods. I miss getting punished on purpose. I miss the school trips, the picnics. I miss the parking lot. I miss those shops outside, Priya stores. I miss the numerous, confusing galiyan. I miss the holi and diwali celebrations at school, and after school. I miss those stupid events that came up during the school year. I miss the farewell, the annual day. I miss the times we spent preparing for it.

I miss my friends. I miss Siddhu, the times in the auto. I miss Spoon and MJ, my first best friends. I miss the lame, cute, kiddy times with them. I miss Shreya, her lunch and the holi times. I miss Alan, and her being worried about me all the time. I miss Aishani, and us dancing all the time. I miss being rowdy with her and abusing the guys. I miss Murtu, the freak. I miss how he could be totally rude to totally sweet in the same conversation. I miss Ajab, and our crazy times in the auto. I miss AK, I miss fighting with him. I miss Roy, and him being all cute and lame. I miss each and every person from 7-D, 8-D and 9-D. No other class could be better than ours. I miss Kevin, I miss texting him. Entertaining him. I miss crazy Muppa and Megha, always being there for me. I miss hugging them. I miss Nea, our chat sessions on Yahoo! Messenger. I miss Nagarjun, and him taking snapshots of our chats and posting them on Orkut. I miss Vikram, and our good times. I miss Pragun.. why did you leave so early? I miss Basu, Kela, Yash. I miss Kunal. I miss him dropping me home so many times, listening to my sad-sad stories. I miss how people thought we were dating. I miss Mrinalini. I miss her being my neighbour, I miss bunking tuition. I miss going to her terrace, to Gharonda. I miss just going for walks with her, I miss sitting near the lift and talking. I miss the times when we just caught random autos from school to home and vice-versa. I miss my sister, my twin sister, MY best friend, MY Mrinalini. I miss her teddy-bear hugs. The random shoe-fights. I miss reading her mind, completing her sentences. I miss her doing the same to me. I miss her advice. I miss my life.

I miss my house. Padmarao Nagar, Belvedre Gardens. C block, 201. I miss the rooms. The balcony which always remained shut due to stupid monkeys. I miss my bed. I miss my computer, the table. I miss my books, all of them. I miss secretly opening my mum's cupboard to steal pictures of my childhood. I miss how much food we got delivered at home. I miss the house where I learned some of the most important lessons of my life. I miss the house I came to when I was happy, sad. Crazy, sober. I miss the house where I got my first ever surprise birthday party. I miss the house from where I made the friends I'll keep all my life <3

I miss the places. I miss Necklace Road, the bhutta. I miss how I watched almost every movie at Prasads, it was like my 3rd home. I miss travelling in autos. Alone, with people. I miss Eat Street. I even miss the stalkers, millions of them. I miss telling them to buzz off. I miss the shopping. I miss the people. I miss the festive atmosphere during Diwali, Holi, Eid, Christmas, New Year. I miss the airport.

I miss home.