My formative years.. replayed

My village school ... I spent my formative year in this school.. ( May be not regular..) I would be around 3.5 years old till then.. After that I moved to Allahabad with my father for taking admission..

In recent visit to village .. I had chance to visit alma mater.. The school opened sharp at 9.00 am .. It started all with prayer .. Teachers were too on time ( was that coincidence or they always do?).


The students were well behaved ( do you see whom am pointing to.. ).. This child came to me and asked whom I am.. We started talking and started looking into his book..

The other students also opened their books and started studying.. It was heartening to see these younger minds peeping into books, chatting amongst themselves and may be wondering what I am doing and may be disturbing them..



Then me and my brother visted inside.. The class teacher was very kind enough to give us some time to visit my class where I used to sit on floor and used to follow what master sir used to say..

When we used to study.. we used to sit on floor.. Good to see benches coming in.. both boys and girls studying.. having books.. Indeed a pleasure to see young kids enjoying their class..




After 1/2 hr.. ( worthy one).. I was thinking is this enough.. ?