Ridhi reminisces his school days

This morning Ridhi Sen visited his school and took to social media to write a heartwarming post: As the rain poured down , just like one of those afternoons seven years back , the smell of the rain blended with the smell of soil of the erstwhile playground , the stillness of the afternoon shaken up at times with a distant murmur floating from the pale blue window panes of the classrooms , classrooms , where memories and dreams from a distant past , present and an uncharted future sleeps hand in hand inside the wooden benches , chalk dusts and blackboards , ready to be awoken by a little streak of madness , madness , which we all need to retain as adults to keep our imagination alive in this increasingly insipid world.
School is the bridge , a bridge which creates a space of transition between who we were and who we will be , a bridge of education , the purpose of which is perhaps to remind us that growing old is mandatory , but growing up is optional . I am indebted to my school South Point for giving me this feeling always , to stay hungry and stay foolish . Thus after all this time it still stands firm behind , like time , like a loving grandparent . Thank you Rupa Sanyal Bhattacharjee for allowing me once more to walk down this beautiful memory lane .
Thank you Surangana Bandyopadhyay for the picture (sic)