LKG to V
The deeper I pierce through pond of my memories of olden schooldays, more and more gem of moments get on surface. Udham Singh has said, "Information in our brain is highly volatile, not very reliable." So, I thought to write it down here before it vapourises for the benefit of future historians :-D.
My first step towards schooling (must have been a little one) went to Baptist Senior Secondary School, Bhiwani, Haryana. Though my stay there was small (Nov 1, 1988- April 1989), this 4 months duration Lower KG class imbibed in me hunger for academics, extra activities, and you can still find the footprints there of a world ruler of 21st century.
Lower KG to Upper KG was a big transition for me, for my previous school, for my future school, for Bhiwani. My parents, like any normal parents, thought of me going to the best school in the city at that time. I couldn't pass the test first time, but got through second time, courtesy right palm of my dad kissing my face many-a-times when I didn't do well in home-exams. And, thus I entered Halwasiya Bal Mandir- A new atmosphere, new teachers and biggest change: New prayer to God, Although I couldn't learn the sanskrit prayer, but I think God listened to me....Udham Singh says, "Only emotions matter to him."
I just can't forget sitting on "chowki" with face down to save myself from singing prayer, having "Bhojan Mantra" before food, eating from other people's tiffin, making a gang and teasing others (Ranjum Chowdhary suffered the most), playing football, racing with friends, always having an edge doing both odd and even things (mostly odd things in even manner and even things oddly)..
In the meantime, my marksheets used to tell me, I was among the toppers, so I was always forgiven for my little pranks, although they were many in number.... Due to a stiff competition academically from one of my all-time friends Sunil Kumar Singh, I had always to be on my toes... His father was working with my father, so I couldn't tell lies... I always was second to him with the exception of II class, when I got the trophy but the challenge was never absent... It became fierce with entrance of a girl Richa Chowdhary in V class.... Some say, brain's weight is proportional to body's weight... I wonder how did this 12 kg. girl top in 5th class in presence of many of the heavyweights???
A lovely incident of IV class final exams, When I went there having studied Sanskrit, completely ignorant of the Social Studies exam that day and fainted there, but recollected my lost senses and started seeing course there.... With the paper in front of me, I felt blank... Thanks to thirst of Stuti Gogia who had gone with her answer sheet left in front of me only to save me (This was answer to all those tough Sanskrit prayers to GOD by him)...
I have many close friends who were there from the first day in my memory of schooling, Manoj Dhawan, Sunil Kumar Singh, Nikhil Halwasiya, Kush Malik, Stuti Gogia, Richa Chowdhary.... I don't know when did I first meet them, How our friendship grew, but somethings always remain mystery... let them be.. doesn't matter.. They are all precious jewels for me.
I wish those days would have lasted for some long.... but I know there are things you want to do, moments you want to cherish, some courses where you want to score, babes you want to be with, some girl whom you want to marry.... but couldn't do any of these.... In short... All wishes are not fulfilled.
My first step towards schooling (must have been a little one) went to Baptist Senior Secondary School, Bhiwani, Haryana. Though my stay there was small (Nov 1, 1988- April 1989), this 4 months duration Lower KG class imbibed in me hunger for academics, extra activities, and you can still find the footprints there of a world ruler of 21st century.
Lower KG to Upper KG was a big transition for me, for my previous school, for my future school, for Bhiwani. My parents, like any normal parents, thought of me going to the best school in the city at that time. I couldn't pass the test first time, but got through second time, courtesy right palm of my dad kissing my face many-a-times when I didn't do well in home-exams. And, thus I entered Halwasiya Bal Mandir- A new atmosphere, new teachers and biggest change: New prayer to God, Although I couldn't learn the sanskrit prayer, but I think God listened to me....Udham Singh says, "Only emotions matter to him."
I just can't forget sitting on "chowki" with face down to save myself from singing prayer, having "Bhojan Mantra" before food, eating from other people's tiffin, making a gang and teasing others (Ranjum Chowdhary suffered the most), playing football, racing with friends, always having an edge doing both odd and even things (mostly odd things in even manner and even things oddly)..
In the meantime, my marksheets used to tell me, I was among the toppers, so I was always forgiven for my little pranks, although they were many in number.... Due to a stiff competition academically from one of my all-time friends Sunil Kumar Singh, I had always to be on my toes... His father was working with my father, so I couldn't tell lies... I always was second to him with the exception of II class, when I got the trophy but the challenge was never absent... It became fierce with entrance of a girl Richa Chowdhary in V class.... Some say, brain's weight is proportional to body's weight... I wonder how did this 12 kg. girl top in 5th class in presence of many of the heavyweights???
A lovely incident of IV class final exams, When I went there having studied Sanskrit, completely ignorant of the Social Studies exam that day and fainted there, but recollected my lost senses and started seeing course there.... With the paper in front of me, I felt blank... Thanks to thirst of Stuti Gogia who had gone with her answer sheet left in front of me only to save me (This was answer to all those tough Sanskrit prayers to GOD by him)...
I have many close friends who were there from the first day in my memory of schooling, Manoj Dhawan, Sunil Kumar Singh, Nikhil Halwasiya, Kush Malik, Stuti Gogia, Richa Chowdhary.... I don't know when did I first meet them, How our friendship grew, but somethings always remain mystery... let them be.. doesn't matter.. They are all precious jewels for me.
I wish those days would have lasted for some long.... but I know there are things you want to do, moments you want to cherish, some courses where you want to score, babes you want to be with, some girl whom you want to marry.... but couldn't do any of these.... In short... All wishes are not fulfilled.
5 Comments:
so..
I can see a lot of emotions attached with this blog..
a students's love,respect for schoool n offcourse with frnds...
again i will say thats
tooo gudd
i just love that..(d reason bein my name being part of blog :))
jokes apart really its nice..
awesome n emotional too
time machine brought me 16 years back
BTW WHO WAS THE GAL U WANT TO MARRY??:-D
Hmm... I thought to answer it here only but Kis kiska naam likhoon..... My heart stops beating over every second girl and the space for comments are limited... So, let my future be ignorant of my past and chill.....
Nice! Where you get this guestbook? I want the same script.. Awesome content. thankyou.
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Hmm I love the idea behind this website, very unique.
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i am also a student of baptist and studied from class VII to XII
but much junior to you.
Does students of our school have some common place to meet on web.
http://everymatter.blogspot.com
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