But I got used to it. There came a point when I loved being at school more than any where else.
I spent twelve wonderful years at the school and I can't thank my parents enough, specially my mother, for having the courage and heart to send me away from them. I'm a parent myself, and I can understand how tough it is being away from your child. But they didn't let themselves get week for my future's sake.
Today, when I look back, I cherish every bit of time that I spent there. Incidentally, a friend, who joined the school same day came to visit me at my village and staying with me for a night tday.
I still remember how sacred I was on the first night, and how disappointed I was on the last.
Good old days.
The school was Sadiq Public School, Bahawalpur. My father attended the same school too.
Long live Sadiq.