Hill school memories

This is a Sunday evening... all friends who flocked my house since morning have left. We had a nice time playing cards over wine and cheese. We discussed about all the beautiful days we spent in the hill school, where we did journalism. Though from different batches we all graduated from the same school.
All boys and girls discussed about their long lost relationships and how the limited period of nine months didn't allow them to build a permanent one. We tried to figure out about our buddies who have found space on television and those who's bylines appear on newspapers.
Now I'm back in my bedroom-cum-study going back to those days through the few pictures I have managed to save. I'm getting nostalgic, can't help it. But anyways will have to sleep now ...tomorrow is a Monday.. so its better I sleep now...