We all know that time is above all else. it stops for none and shows no mercy to whoever it may be..... well me too was a victim, why?... well it was "school time" for this little man.
After the family had shifted to Vishakhapatnam city (a coastal city in the state of Andhra Pradesh in INDIA also known as the city of destiny) this little me joined a school named Naval Childrens School... before that me did have a little experience in this field as he did actually go to a school back in his village for his nursery schooling. Then came a Hostel Time in Hi-q International Acdemy in Ranchi ,Bihar where me couldn't last long.... so eventually after shifting to this city of destiny me had to join NCS.
Now NCS was a whole new planet for me... you see, this was a place that had so many different cultures and traditions and thoughts and languages and what not.... well me will admit.. it was a bit scary in the beginning. The reason: this school had people from all over the country from various states of INDIA.. this was a Naval school and INDIAN Navy is a job that imports people of different origins from all over the country. Their kids were the ones studying in here including some civilian kids like me himself who were supposed to get in after having passed a written entrance exam. Well me ain't that good at studies but he definitely passed and got in.... wowwww.
A brand new chapter in his life was about to begin. New friends , new teachers, new environment and new subjects... believe me or not but me loved going to school.. he looked forward to it every day. He got into his fathers departments jeep along with the other lighthouse's staff kids and made this voyage down the mountain into the city each morning to get to his school. Everything was so natural and events just flowed into one another. Mommy made mouth watering lunch for me to eat at school and me would generally be the first to open up his food box. Sharing wasn't an option but you see prestige did come into the way and eventually me did learn to share for the good of it. Studies were just fine and me scored quite a lot in his early days and was loved by his teachers except the English and Maths teachers... What a nightmare it has been for me getting to know that the exams were slithering in... especially the above mentioned subjects.
Fun was never far from him... well me may not be that good at regular sports but was enough to make his opponents sweat it out at times. He liked football a lot and me along with the other little hooligans used to play in the school grounds for hours and always waited for that bell to ring that started the games period.
At the end of the day tired and weary me would wait outside the schools gates for his ride back home. It would appear at the corner of the road and a smile would spread across his face. lets get back home.....
Ma would be generally be waiting at the doors to receive me and not a single day would go buy when she would not scold him about his shirt being so dirty.
Life went on quite well in those young years... No worries, No tensions, No responsibilities, No problems at all.... Oh! one could actually be jealous of this guys childhood. Anyways those days as i believe are hard to come by again. After all childhood are the days when every fairy tale seems to be so true ,every dream so possible and real.When we know that being good is always rewarded and badness always looses the game.
A whole world apart.... a true, pure and selfless world it is.
I just wish me could become that same child once again and do all that stuff once more.
But as we know that time has its own way of getting things done and shaping life... similarly times did change for me and he too wasn't spared.
He was getting bigger , he was growing and so was the list of his experiences with peoples around him. People of such diversified characters. Different sorts of them.... both good and bad.
He was learning from life as it taught him.... he still learns from life. After all me believes that your experiences along with your parents are your best teachers.
lets see more about me and his new experiences with peoples in his school life ...
till then ,,,happy reading!!!
DUKE
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