I am actually paving my way into this blogging world so I got caught up in cogitation what am I going to write up as my next post as I got many of my thoughts in pending to be revealed ![]()
My tenth education has left its lovely and memorable traces in my heart….Its the first time I found some of my teachers as my best friends. I think I am blessed, for Our teachers are so friendly that you don’t really need a beloved one to share your problems… I found myself in a Heaven when I was preparing for my public exams in the school. Its like I am in a place where I can enjoy the time with those books. I used to feel our subject books as novels when I am at school. The way of teaching or the kind of jokes they used while teaching are so thought provoking that even though we are not interested in those particular subjects we may fall into love with that subject in those wonderful teaching sessions!!!!
We have got every right to go and study in those vacant rooms or in those lawns or in our principal sirs room so that we can enjoy the actual essence of those subjects under the silent surroundings and if at all we got ourselves caught up in some vague thoughts we have got plenty of helping hands always ready to end our disguised thoughts!!
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About mischief… I used to stand number one place for that… I love those moments when I got caught by our principal sir for driving my scooty at a frenzied rage of speed and also those moments when my teachers took care of me when I was suffering from severe illness… Lovely moments to cherish….
The saddening day was that when we all bid farewell Ah…its quite common to see the students eyes filled with tears but its really touching and we felt so sentimental when we find our principal sir and our math’s sir crying lonely in their cubicles when the function is about to wind up…
Those are the precious moments I cherish whenever I come across the schools!!
When I have got up a look into a small school which caught up in my eyesight today I felt so embarrassed but some way I felt so thankful to god that I didn’t spend my childhood in those stressful rooms……..
Now a days school education has become so awkward and so unbearable that our eyes get filled up with tears when we see those small children carrying loads of books on their backs and staying there for 12 hours…Ah whats actually they were learning in those schools under that harsh environment?
Don’t you think that children are loosing their creative ability under those stressful environment to score high marks? I hate making people study in those class rooms with number of students around them yelling the lines they are studying so that they can get everything by heart and some people even support this type of attitude of making their children study by heart because their child wont get sleep if their children yell the lessons they want to memorise so that they wont wander in the dream lands while studying….Ah Is this justification of making children study in those stressful environments by yelling???











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your writeup is having a fresh feel.. cool.. and pleasant.. i read all the 4 postings..
the first 3 were excellent, i just visualised u as a 4 year old kid.. playing, running.. smiling.. like the one on the screen..
yes, we are all blessed.. with those sweet memories..
my principal recalled my full name after 12 years.. i had that much of huge impact on him..