Are they?

Are the erasers and sharpeners, still talking to each other about that child?

Is the tiffin box still waiting for it to be burnt in the morning?

Is the bus seat still wanting to be torn by that compass?

Is the school bell still waiting to hear the roar?

Is the school toilet wall still waiting for that name to be written on it?

Are the cafeteria plates awaiting the next stain on them?

Is that boy in the class still waiting to catch her on the staircase?

Is the playground still waiting for the stampede?

Are the yoga mats awaiting the bum burns?

Is the whiteboard waiting for a date?

Is the desk waiting to be scribbled on?

Are the benches wondering where the gums are being stuck on?

Are the corridors wondering why has it not heard the laughter since long?

The children are waiting and wondering, even if all of them aren't!

- hirinder