Friday, September 5, 2008

My Life : The begining part

Hi Everybody, this is my first blog and first post. Am not a very good writer but still am presenting to u all with my life. I hope u all like it.

I've been very lucky to be born with parents like I have. They have been with me always and a part of my life too. They are the most respectful for me.......even more than God. They are my God.

The beginning part of my life came from both my school life and the life at home.

At home I was the most cared person being the youngest being in the family. We stayed on rent at Ambar Talab in Roorkee.In the same house used to stay my best friend Manik with his family.
There I had a lot friends including Manik, Paras bhaiya (Manik's elder bro), Nanu bhaiya(my elder bro :D ), maanu and his little sister, Shiva and his elder sister Isha didi etc.

The etc word has been attached to my life since then only.

In school I was a kind of a studious shy boy making friends which include only boys as till class 4th there weren't any girls in my class. Even when they came in 5th it didn't made much difference to my friends list.......it still had all boys.

I loved everybody around and they all loved me too. I being a good will nature, smiling, studious and after 4th class a bit fatty kid made a lot friends in school and that has been with me every time and everywhere. I made a lot of friends wherever I go which always have some most favorite ones. That time they were Manik, Anshul, Arpit and Vidur. My all friends are my fav but some just a bit more.

I had a wish then and that was to be someone in the class like if someone is asked about other other kids of the class they have something good to say for me.
That time I used to consider Arpit as my cousin because my bua ji was his neighbor whom he called his aunt and so I started thinking him as my cousin which he wasn't really. He also once met with an accident when he fell from some height and got hurt. I cried very badly after that for quite some time.

My 5th class had many memorable incidents. Like my seat mates Arpit and Vidur. We three had awesome time studying and having fun.
Once in 5th class an incident happened. I came to know through Anshul Malhotra (my very very good friend) that Ishan (The most notorious kid of the class then) was going to throw stones at other kids during the games period. So to fail his plan and become a hero in eyes of other I planned to stop him by throwing stones at him. The stone fight took place.......nobody got hurt but the worst part was that I was convicted of the whole of it. The teacher in charge of class slapped me hard for it.

Also in 5th class girls entered my class first time and which as was expected led to the first fight b/w two of my friends. The fight was b/w Vidur and Shaurya and they both drifted apart after that at least for few years. The reason for the fight was their common liking of a girl and the bitching done by one of her friend. I started hating both of them after that even though that girl was the prettiest girl of the class. Her friend left the school after that year and so did my first crush of my life, Mona Mishra. I think I really liked her then.......the most when it came to girls. Though I knew nothing of Love then. Now if I really have a chance I would love to meet her. (I actually came across her through Orkut & we met too once. It felt really great sharing with her this fact that she was my first crush. She is married now & I wish her all the happiness in the world.)

I remember all my teachers of Primary section - Neenu mam, Promila Sharma mam, Rohini mam, Kalra mam, Bansal mam, Joy sir, Saket sir, Sangita mam, Sentina mam, Kum Kum Tiwari mam, Badrinath mam and Seema mam. I am writing this because once Kum Kum mam said that all kids when reach 12th forget abt primary section teachers and never mention their name in the farewell speech. Mam I wanted to say sorry that I failed to say the speech and so am apologising through this. I will always remeber every teacher not because I have to but b/c every teacher is so loving I can't afford forgetting love of urs.
My fav teacher at school -- Badrinath mam and Kum Kum Tiwari mam.
It was only because of Kum Kum mam that I was able to score 48 in my school exams.

Also not to forget here the reason for my highest stand in exams which came in 5th class as 90% marks was none other than my tuition teacher Rainu mam. She taught me all subjects. She was strict. I still remember her beating and slaps. But I was her fav student and always proved her right. I have quite a lot been a favorite student among tuition teachers. I loved to be.

Till 5th class life wouldn't have been possible without Reena didi. She took care after me in the house. More than anyone she knew about my books, copies and uniform etc. I was very dependent on her, even when she was getting married and her vidaai was going on, I asked her about my drawing copy. She is the best (and always will be for me).

My brother well what to say.....he is fun loving like me. We both played a lot with Manik and Paras bhaiya. We both used to play games on "Media". He in the beginning done have much part but later he has big parts playing and so was with my mom and dad who both are doctors........busy life they had. I loved visiting our hospital which was located very much inside the market place. That place changed when I was 7 yrs old and we shifted to Ramnagar. New house, new Hospital.......things changed a bit. I used to go to school either with my dad on car or with Charan Singh Bhaiya in auto. Charan Singh Bhaiya used to do night duty at our hospital at the reception and used to write patient numbers till late night and early mornings......one of the most loyal and simple person.

In 5th class I used to go to IIT for training in Badminton........ There I first time met Shubham Sharama and thought of him as just another person of the world. Then I had never thought that any day he will become my very best friend.

I have a problem.......I mix up with things and get jumbled up so if I have forgotten to write something here I'll add it up with the coming chapters of my life.

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