Looking back to the good old school days

Back then in school we were so uncomplicated, so simple and silly sometimes, took pleasure in small silly events, little jokes, rainy days, losing pencils and erasers, polishing PT shoes with chalk, breaking little rules and taking pride in them, hand fighting, chalk fighting, thumb fighting, pen fighting..... And then book cricket, dictionary cricket, hand cricket, we have done it all and how.... We loved our days, loved the Sundays, loved the Fridays before the Saturdays, loved the classes titled 'last period'.... giggled through classes,ate lunch from friends' lunch boxes, paired people with one another, teased them like hell,escaped teachers outside of school, bought Lays packets for the tazoos inside them, exchanged these tazoos and 'traded' the rarest ones.....

And now the only thing we trade is our conscience
The only thing we lose are our friends
The only thing we miss is friends birthdays
The only thing we love is money
The only behavior we have built our expertise at is manipulation
The only thing we take pleasure in are rewards
The only days we like are dry ones because rainy days disrupt our plans
The things we fight about have become more and more complicated
Our cricket discussion is limited to analysis of tournaments
The only places we eat at the most expensive ones because we have become health conscious
The only thing we collect are contacts
The only things we like to spend time in are our laptops

But we have no time to innocently enjoy our lives, do we ............