this is first post by me on this blog
Journey till now……
April 2001, I
entered this institute named MOUNT CARMEL SCHOOL. Well frankly never really
wanted to enter there at that time. But I had no other option. Obviously it was
difficult for a child of 6 to leave all his friends from the previous school in
just a single day. Result-I was crying like anything else when I was asked by
my parents to switch the school. All in all I would just say that this four
building place was kinda hell for me. I am sorry for the raw words but its
reality.
Now we come to
the “opening day” of my life there.
When I reached there I received a surely warm welcome by standing in the queue
under the “lovely bright sun” for
about half an hour which seemed to me like half a day. Behind me in the queue
was a girl named Simran(name changed) who was probably or exactly, I don’t
know, was only friend or rather I would say acquaintance I made that day.
Moving on, after spending a really “SUNNY”
half an hour we were allotted our classes. I forgot to mention that during all
this time my mother was standing a little away from us and was the only comfort
for me that day…….
Here come the
classes oh! I am sorry; here comes the dull looking entrance to the K.G (which
nowadays is very colorful). So this entrance vanished even the feeling of
consolation which, though 0.1%, but was there. As said earlier, had no option so
just proceeded onwards.
“U.K.G-D”,
was printed in bold on a metal plate, hung beside a door which was actually the
last one. I was to go in there so I went. Here I was very much consoled and in
fact happy. Miss Promila Sharma, the lady who welcomed me in and the reason I
was happy. I was instructed to call her ma’am and very innocently did it all
the time.
Days went by;
made many friends and was very happy under my class teacher’s motherly care and
affection. One person I would like to mention here is a guy named Arun. My best
pal, my homie, my amigo, my brother, whatever you like you can call. He was
best part of my life. But now he hardly bothers what he meant to me. Moving on
came final exams, cleared them all, was passed and moved on to next class.
By this time
the school was no longer hell for me but still didn’t like it much. “Ist-D”,
my new class. Was a little bit sad to leave my mother like ma’am but after all
I was a child and the proverb out of sight, out of mind works very strongly for
small buds. So same was my case. Here got a new “ma’am” named Miss Neelam. New
class, new year, and of course new teachers. Again passed in flying colors and
got 100 marks in math. Why my parents were so happy at that, I could never
understand then. One more memory I have regarding my grade 1 is a teacher named
Veronica. Still I feel like I never got a teacher like her. She was unique in
her own way and I pray wherever she is today she is happy and blessed.
Another year
went down the drain of life and I entered my new class, “IInd-A”.Miss
Sakshi, my new mentor. Bubbly, cheerful, strict, such was my class teacher this
year. Like this, years changed teachers changed I also grew up. In my seventh
class, a new admission came. Though seemed nice to me but came to know later
that I was wrong. He was a kind of bully or rather a
complete bully. My problems started a year later in 8th class when
he tried to bully me and I never complied with him. When he couldn’t get me by
power he resorted to other means. His group and he, they started spoiling my
name in the eyes of the teachers. My, the then class teacher, Seema ma’am was
the only one person to hear my plight rest all teachers just ignored me and
rather took me for a spoilt child.
Was frustrated
and this frustration needed an outlet, that I got in ninth. This year Shalini
ma’am was my class teacher and she was new so no grudge for her was there. I won’t
talk about my ninth much coz’ it was not a good year. I would just say that
during that year I fought with almost every teacher which I obviously feel bad
about now. I regret it now as later on I realized that if I had been at there
place, I would have done the same or even worse. But as they say there’s no
going back so I moved on. This year our class also went for a tour to
Rajasthan. It was a life time experience for me. All the friends together, I
enjoyed the journey more than the destination. This tour was a remarkable
experience for me and will never forget it.
YYYYeeeaaahhhhh………..!!!!!!!,
Came the golden time of my school life, my tenth class; the famous “X-A”.
Got new friends or I would say best friends I have ever had till now. My class
teacher, Miss. Nisha Mehta, was a teacher in perfect sense. On the very first
day of our class she just said one thing which most of us followed till the end
of the year. It was, “If you cooperate with me even in 25% of cases, I promise
I will be by your side throughout the year.” It turned out to be true. Time
moved on, we enjoyed every day of our school. The school which was a kind of
hell for me turned into a second home but with first interest. I started to
hate holidays. I wanted to be in the company of my friends each and every day.
They became oxygen for me. Never thought that I would ever love my school
sooooooooo muchhhhhh…………
This year I
went through many ups and downs, made many mistakes, made many amends, lived my
life in a real sense and throughout all this my buddies were always there
beside me as a concrete support. This was also the year in which I got my
lifetime buddies, “RITESH” and “DIKSHA”. They were always there for me,
encouraging, when I was right, strict when I was wrong, and a dead stop for my
every frown. They were, rather I would say, are the most important persons in
my life. They are the only ones who are so close to my heart besides my parents
and teachers. To them I would like to say, “Thanks for being there with me
always. I will never forget you and what you have done for me. Sometimes it
seems hard to believe that in this world can anyone get such good friends, but
yes, It is true I have experienced it. So once again thanks for everything and
please be there with me forever.”
It was also the time when emotional changes
usually start to show up. I was no different being, I also went through
emotional changes, made the biggest mistake of my life and took a simple
attraction as love……..I know it sounds kinda funny to some and may be offending
to some but it’s the reality so let’s face it. But thank god, I realized soon
that it’s nothing more than a simple attraction and was saved from a disaster.
Thanks to my mother for that, I will be forever indebted to her for saving my
future. Good thing-it’s over.
Coming to a
close, the year end came and the only thing troubling me then was my
performance in some subjects (although it was not a tension on my mind but was
just a trouble that always existed only for few seconds). One more thing I
would like to mention about my attitude towards study. I was like totally
careless. Never gave a damn about what I was gonna do in final exams. My
thinking-“let it be, there is still a day left for exam, a full day, will do it
easily. Moreover full night is at my disposal……!!!!!” This thing resulted in such a situation that by
around 2 or 3 in night I would usually be done with less than half the syllabus
and cursed myself but usually in such situations I was boosted by 2-3 text
messages from my buddies that they are in same situation as I m. This was
always more than enough for me to gather courage and sleep………..;) But I could
never understand why I always knew 80%-90% answers even though I left more than
half the syllabus. May be my attentiveness in class was the sole reason for
this. I never prepared for pre boards and was very much non serious. But when
the result came I was at 60% and was really shocked. This shock was probably
the one regarding the studies which lasted the longest-for about half a
day…….:P ;) A month later were boards, looking from across the space of a month
with a very frightening snare for us and we, like ignorant birds ignored all
the warnings of parents and teachers until we were just one day away from the
“GRAND FINALE”. But then also we cared only for a moment and then forgot every
tension. But I gave my boards on complete understanding basis and passed in
flying colors and got 92%. I was very happy, my teachers and parents-proud. I
was feeling contented as I made my parents and teachers proud. I miss those
teachers, and those moments spent with them. Nisha ma’am, Anita Sood ma’am
(English), Anita Sood ma’am (maths), Jaspal ma’am, Molly ma’am………….I miss you
all a lot and especially the merry moments I spent under all of you. I just
want to say to my teachers you are gems of my life and that too the most
precious ones whom I can never afford to forget. You are the people who made me
capable of everything I have achieved till date and for that I will always be
thankful to you.
Writing with a very heavy heart, but………every thing
was finished in a few days, whooossshhh…!!!!!!! Just went away and we couldn’t
even notice when it was all over. We were still lost in memories when we
realized that the buddies who were an essential part of each day and were
essence of life will no longer be there every day to support us, to pick us up
when we fell, to flick the dirt off our backs and encourage us not to give up.
To forget all the essence of my life in just a few days was definitely a blow
to me at least. Still my eyes become wet recalling all those crazy stupid
things I did along with my buddies and how fast time passes when you are really
happy from inside and believe me or not while I’m writing this my eyes are
again damped remembering all those things again………….the gems of my life, miss
them all, the school the class, ma’am, my friends, our pranks, our jokes, our
fights, every moment that we spent together was a bliss and I’m sure these
memories are gonna haunt my mind for eternity. As it goes, “Time is a galloping
horse, a flowing river, a flying bird, blowing wind that stops at nothing and
for no one. Time, whether good or bad, passes away but memories are the birds
that live for eternity and haunt the minds, abandoned by time, as their nest.”
With March 2012, the golden time of my life ended.
Was real sad about it never thought every thing would go away so quickly. But
the very next day of my last board exam, I entered in a race, a race where
people were running like mad to get on top. Where there were no friends, no
life, no stupid things, not a even speck of craziness, no innocence, no
nothing. The only thing mattered here was to be ahead of all. This race was the
career race, or was just called so coz’ my thoughts then were,-“this is
madness, what are they trying to do…..???? And what does they want from us….?????”.
But before I could understand what was happening and what I should do, I also
became a part of this race. I was transformed into a race horse from a carefree
child. After that it’s been two years
and I never had time to look back and think about leaving the race. Race horse
or not, I am gonna finish this race. It’s only in these two years I realized
that a mad race or not, life is much more than it pretends to be.
Friends, I
would advise you that try to live life a little lightly while you still can. Be
childish for later you will die to be but then you would have lost your chance.
Open up your heart to every new day as if it’s the day you waited for all your
life. Be a little carefree and just head out for horizons coz’ sky is not the
limit beyond it lays a great, vast, endless universe that awaits you. Give
chance to new things, forget the downs, enjoy the ups and care for those who
care for you and to those, who stop believing when their belief is proven
wrong, I would just say, give a chance to a new belief and a new trust and hold
it strongly to your heart, fight for it, be firm for it, let it be your
strength, then you will see what the power of a belief can do, I’m saying it
coz’ I have experienced it through my friends and many other people close to me
in my life. The only thing I have left to say after my tenth, which I think
everyone says, is:-
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