My cup of tea

When I was an eight year old... One of my teachers gave me a piece of his knowledge...I was taught that all of us have a skill... A skill that no one else in your community can do the same with so much perfection or so effortlessly... A skill that no else can match... A skill that you can say "Its mine"... I am the BEST at it... That was the day I started to find "my perfect skill"... Days passed, months passed, but I couldn't realized my skill... I tried Karate, Cycling, Cricket, Singing but I was never like the perfect one in any of them... Then the 1st terminals of the 4th standard came... I forgot the skill thing and concentrated on studies... On the day we had our Maths paper... The Invigilator did a mistake and gave me only one sheet of the question paper... Which was supposed to be two... My question carried only 72 marks and as it was obvious, I was the first one to finish the paper. After one whole day I realized that I wasn't provided the remaining 28 marks... For that, I appealed to Mukherjee Sir to let me solve the remaining problems... He agreed and told me to give the examination at the Examination Section only & gave me only 10 minutes for those 28 marks (all of them were big calculations)... When the results came, I was amazed to see myself scoring a hundred as those 10 minutes were not much... I gave a thought to it, "Is calculations my perfect skill", and I answered myself "yes, it is"... At that little age I could tell the product of 765 and 329 in 10-15 seconds... and I can still do that adding another 10 seconds to it...

Now I can say.... CALCULATIONS: That Was It...

My schooling: Continued

My School which used to run in a rented place, now had its own building at a new location called Bulaki Road. Our Principal Mr. P.Hazra, with the help of his few contacts received this new building as a gift from Mrs. Malti Saha and his son Mr. Jyoti Saha, a leading industrialist who has some link to giridih, thus leading to the change of name of our school, now called Badri Narayan Saha DAV Public School, I was in Class 1, when I first attended my classes at the new building. Our trustees The SAHAs used to come to our school every now and then for different functions and on other important dates and because of that, a feeling grew inside me that I am getting the best possible schooling in town and that made me proud, really proud.

My schooling: The first few days

The very first thing I can remember about my life is myself getting into the main entrance of DAV Public School to give interview for my admissions in the LKG Class. It was March of year 1992, I was wearing a Blue High-Neck Jersey [I still remember it because I loved that]. Monica Ma'am took my interview and it was well-accomplished as I got the admission. The very first day at school, life introduced me to FRIENDSHIP in the form of Amit...we were classmates, benchmates, then friends and very soon Buddies.

When I went to UKG, my colony friend Abhinav with whom I used to spend 15-16 hours a day, joined me in school as well, and there formed the Trio of us...Amrit, Amit & Abhinav...At that time, I was not even 6. Life gave me 2 of my best friends at some age when one doesnt even understand what Friendship is all about so did I. My school was located just in front of my home so I never had that so called feeling "Home Sickness."



-Amrit Rukhaiyaar

Happy New Year

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I wish all my readers and followers a very happy and prosperous new year. Hope I find lots of interesting stories of my life to share with you all.

Once again Happy new year 2010 to all the BLOGGERS...

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Amritt Rukhaiyaar