KhepiAri

Many of my friends can trace back the first day of school in their memory but I cant. I loathed studying, I hated my first school, I feared my first teachers. For me everyday was a war in school. So why should my first day be different? As from the fables which my Mom tells to people I can make out that I was pain to her in my initial years of learning. I use to cry, shout, vomit, not visit washrooms till school was over. I had made their life pathetic. Sometimes I didn't step out of School Bus, other time I did not write a single classwork. For all this I used to get beaten up almost everyday at home.  The word 'Exam' has always created terror in mind of students, I was no exception.. I was no exception when the results came out. I was always below average, got the remarks very poor, can do better, my report cards always had C, D and occasional A and B's.. I could never remember, I had no interest in studies. The process of Education was never friendly with

Today I have no twisted tales, no happy go lucky girl post, no silly obsessions or an alternate view of world. Today I have anger bolted inside me for past three months. I am tired of being Ignorant or Blind to the happenings in my country. My Country India at its present state is going through a  difficult time. By difficult Time I mean "Very Difficult". The country is suffering from mass outbursts from different part of the country. We are having protests after protests.  I have lived in land of nature and revolt- Assam my state has been suffering her fair share of problems for more then thirty years now. Presently my state is having ethnic riots. Many have lost lives, home, jobs and sense of security. Some group claims sovereignty of Assam another separate state from Assam. Is Assam Cake that every other political and social group wants a piece ? Has anyone asked what we the common people want. In this claim of sovereignty thousands and thousands have lost li

Knowledge Thou Art Great   Our country celebrates Teachers Day on 5th of September every year. The day is celebrated on birthday of  respected Dr. Sarvepalli Radakrishnan the second President of our country. Every year all the schools big or small, government or private celebrate this one day to the fullest. Students all over the country try to make this day special for their beloved teachers in their own way.... I still remember my childhood days when whole night we use to wake up and make greetings card for our teachers. We use to have before hand instructions by teachers to not buy gifts. So my creative urges had been boosted on this days. My Alma mater D.P.S had its own tradition of teachers day. Till grade tenth I enjoyed each and every teachers day. But occasional disappointing moment came up too when Sunday fell on calendar. All my life in D.P.S I grew up with a dream to be teacher for one day. In grade Four I saw my sister wear an orange Saree to be her favorite