The Beginning...

 In the moments of dark, the beauty of artless past provides the solace


Going to school in rains
Investiture ceremony – Wearing blazers, marching to take oath
Pride in carrying loads of books from staff room for teachers
Venkateswarao sir's 10% component for notes
Prizes, prizes and more prizes
Thrill in representing school in competitions
Complaining against classmates to teachers
Sudhakar sir’s drawing home work
Public announcement system – Joy in name being announced as a winner
Reaching school early and playing cricket
Innocent fear for Nageshwarao Sir
The ‘appa’ Baba used to get for lunch
Ammi’s sumptuous lunch set when sick
Progress card day especially when secured rank one
Pleading Asif for a ride on his bicycle
Special attention by Library sir
Ravi Kiran – the quiz partner
The crushes and fears
Venkat Narayan sir’s style of teaching and giving away answer scripts
Humayun and his troop’s lunch
Lata teacher’s rebuke for allowing Padmaja (a girl) to get 1^st rank
Monfort Literary and Cultural festivals
Swarna teacher and her cool demeanor
Scoring 100% in Math and Social Studies objective paper
Joy in wearing new dress to school on Saturday's
The nervousness in preparing and the joy in solving mathematics paper
Moosa sir’s class – embarrassment– 'Bogus mathematics'
Joy in school remaining closed during strikes, rains
Annual day celebrations
The sixer's in gully cricket
Baba carrying me like a sack during late night functions
They all lie buried in the annals of history called - My childhood
Memories galore…how I wish I trade all my riches- present and past for the serene and salubrious past. I beseech thee lord- your child yearns for such simple yet joyful life

Scribbled on 26th June-2009