Love Before Graduation - Chapter 55: Two Rows Ahead

... the heart wants to rebel against any kind of discipline.

The school ground was filled with drowsy movements and half-hearted yawns. The girls' uniforms were creased, the ties were tied as if someone had tried it in their sleep. We all had become part of a rote script—morning assembly, national anthem, and that familiar 'Pledge'.

It was as if an invisible handcuff had been put on the entire ground.

I was standing in the queue, tense, as if someone had come to hear the puni ...