MY FIRST SCHOOL

I know it might appear to be a weird topic to a few people but to me it means a lot. That was the beginning of my social life..... my life away from my family. It was Little Angels. I still remember I used to cry like anything just before going to school..... Stomach ache was the most common excuse, but fortunately or unfortunately, my father is a doctor and whenever I used to say this, I was taken to my father whereas someone else might have had a chance to miss the school saying shaam ko doctor uncle ko dikha denge….. :-(

But after going to school I used to forget everything. Maybe my teachers were really good. I still remember one teacher of mine ‘Molly Aunty’. That’s what I used to call her and today also when I meet her, I call her in the same way….. Haan utna sweetly nahi, tab meri aawaaz bhi sweet hua karti thi!! :-)

I also remember a friend of mine from that school….. Her name was Neha Baghla….. She was the first friend of mine. And my best friend too. I don’t remember but I am told that after the school got over, we were the last two students from our class to come out. We always used to stand at the end of the line. Those days we were so innocent.Aaj agar koi kisi ladke se baat bhi kare toh sab "Ohhhhh Ohhhhh" karne lag jaate hai. We more mature then I guess!! And hey, how can I possibly forget her. She was my first friend who called me. Oh God! :-)

You might feel that I have finished with two paragraphs but I have not yet written about my studies….. That’s still my habit….. Sab kuch pehle, padhai baad mein!! 8-)

Hmm….. I remember I was a good, decent student….. But I was also a lazy one….. Once we were told to write 'P'. So I wrote ‘P’. Then I was told to write ‘R’. So I made the ‘P’ ‘R’ by drawing a line on ‘P’….. So I was intelligent too, I knew how to do less work from the time I was in the kindergarten!!

And I am told that once an oral test was being taken by Molly Aunty. When the other students were being asked the questions, I answered all of them correctly and was also scolded for that, because I did not let anyone else answer. But when my turn came, I did not answer any of the questions. Woh toh bhagwaan ka shukr hai ki I was amongst the good student of Molly Aunty aur mera retest lia gaya jisme maine saare jawaab sahi diye!!

But as I got promoted and handwriting became quite an important thing, my phase of poor handwriting started which has still not ended I guess. Baap re! Kitna daat khaaya hai maine apni handwriting ke liye! And my handwriting was still better than my drawing. Oh God! Teachers used to guess what I made in the drawing. But I didn’t waste my time in drawing. I actually used to draw funny things rather make the normal things in a funny manner which I am still good at..... And you need some talent for this!

This was me in my initial days at school..... :-)

I think pehle blog ke liye itna kaafi hai….. Waise bhi zyaada likhna mujhpar suit nahi karta!! ;-)