Story of a boy: School Days

In the summers of 1990, a small village boy comes to a city with his parents. His dad had just been posted in a government job. They didn't even have enough money for boy's admission in a school. One day his father's friend takes the boy with him, pays the fee and gets him into a nursery school in the colony. The spoiled village boy starts learning. He sees alphabets, numbers, games, poems, stories and falls in love with them. Of course he does not realize this at that time because he was too busy enjoying it.

The boy is then moved to a Hindi medium primary school where the monthly fee was Rs. 55. This was the best his parents could afford. He starts doing well in studies. His teachers liked him, friends loved him, and competitors envied him. The boy then moves a step ahead and after his primary education takes admission into an English medium school. Excelling in Maths, Hindi and Sanskrit from the beginning -because of his Hindi-medium-education background- he begins his long journey. But the English was intimidating. Such was the state of his English that he pronounced ‘salt’ as ‘saalt’ while ‘B e a - u t i - f u l’ was the toughest spelling he knew - that too was memorized in parts. Nobody likes a change. His fellow students in the new class loathed him and distinguished him as a dumb-ass from a third rate Hindi-medium school. Some even pitied the poor creature.

In the first monthly exams in this new school the boy fails his computer test. He cries. From always scoring a 95+ score, he had fallen to the bottom of the class. Dejected but resolute, with the support of his parents the boy starts working upon his weak areas. He read English newspapers aloud when he was alone, had long discussions with his father on history, geography and civics, worked extra hard on his weak subjects. Science and maths were easy. He used to mug up full pages of history lessons because he could not read or write English; on the other hand his classmates just sailed through easily. He hated his new school. He hated his parents. He hated everybody. But the boy had an unwavering spirit whose dreams were not limited. Within one year, the things had completely changed. The lad was now the topper of his class. Nothing succeeds like success; he excelled in academics, won essay competitions, learned calligraphy and painting, represented his school in debates, even got suspended for asking too many questions, gave speeches, joined the disciplinary committee, became class captain, shone in quizzes, volunteered for numerous activities, took part in singing and dancing events, toured Europe and most important of all got the affection of his peers and teachers. He felt good. And for the first time in his life, he felt special!

Of course he was a small kid who was learning many things and making many mistakes. In the journey he got hurt by some and hurt some. Sometimes boisterously mocked his friends and laughed upon them, sometimes had a fight, sometimes helped someone. Envy, love, hate, admiration and fear are few of the countless emotions he experienced. To err is human, and the boy was no different. But the positives he earned in these school days became his lessons for  life. With many ups and downs, the boy completed his schooling.

And well, in case you haven’t guessed it yet, that boy is me!

I am still waging the war which was started long ago from that kindergarten school - to mark my place in this competitive world. I am still a ‘nobody’, wanting to be a ‘somebody’. But while looking back I now realize that things that mattered the most then, were actually the least important of the lot. To me everything looks so small, so fickle at this moment. At the dusk of my life while introspecting will I see things in a similar manner? Everything insignificant? Fickle? I often wonder.

31 comments:

*NaVdEeP* said...

:')

swati said...

hmm..

Aditya ! said...

what hmmm?

gaurav said...

my story is also like ur's. but the difference is that u faced humiliation after 8th std and i aftr my schooling n still facing it.One day i will also i have my identity and become somebody from nobody....!!

Arun Dhiman said...

wow... awesome story...direct dil ko touch kar gaye... mere ko 3rd paragraph main clear ho gaya tha ke its ur story...:-)

Aditya ! said...

@navdeep, :)

@gaurav, All the best dude..

@arun sir, thanks a lot sir :)

Abhishek said...

This 1 is an awesome stuff.

Future is waiting for you with open arms.

I feel proud for you my dear friend.

All the best!!!!!

virendra said...

soch raha hoon k ek mvy bana doon teri story pe...
Gr8... and lallu ise hi jeena kahte hai "to always move forward..."

Aditya ! said...

@abhishek sir, thanks a lottttt :)

@virendra bhaiya, :-)

Tushar said...

From the very beginning I kind of knew it was you.
Not everyone can put up their story like that. Hats off to you.
And a remarkable journey it has been, and I wish that it gets even more extraordinary from here.
Try to enjoy life as much as possible, and in the end you'll simply cherish it, because the gift of life is life itself.

Aditya ! said...

@Tushar, thanks.. what more can i say.. u commented everything concisely!!

Misha said...

well, as the song goes, "It's a climb"..
life is truly a climb, but the view is great! U wud agree...
:))

Raphael said...

Brave, that is what i call this story, you are very brave and your confidence in yourself speaks for itself when you can, post a story on your life without apprehensions about the possible outcome....it is a special piece to be cherished...or might i say, unafraid of the outcomes, such courage is rare...well done

Aditya ! said...

@varun sir, you are late to comment this time :-) (usually, u r the only one!).. thanks a lot!!

priyank said...

witnessed it.. awed by it..loved it..
and as it goes, "today is where your book begins, the rest is still unwritten..."

Aditya ! said...

@priyank, dude you played a more crucial part than you think in shaping this story, especially in the penultimate years..

Neha said...

woow.. nyc!!
i luved it..:)

priyank said...

feeling honoured and humbled... if i have any oblique contribution to it, it must be the reciprocal response of what u showered on me. For sure the direct must have been too little. i Should also accept that i feel ur influence all over my thoughts, but not on my habits :( they still suck :P

Sach! said...

I won't say any lies but you should be knowing that you're a lot more than 'nobody' and specially when you can write so good. Proud of you, the boy from Hindi medium =) Well written!
P.S. I so adore your poetry!

Aditya ! said...

@neha, thanks

@priyank, :-)

@sach! mam, thanks thanks thanks!!!! and yes, i'm still a nobody.. miles to go before i sleep :D

Utkarsh said...

I knew from line 1 that it was you. Very well written! ATB for your life :)

Aditya ! said...

@utkarsh, thanks mann!!

Between, just an observation, why is everyone emphasizing on the fact that they knew(or found out earlier than i myself mentioned) it was me!! Suspense - of whose story is this - was never my intention.

Pankaj said...

really appreciable that ur so opened hearted!! i always admire ur approach towards life since we get to know each other in Gate journey. This only comes from the journey that u made!

Praveen said...

Good man.

priyanka said...

sorry for commenting too late.
its really heart touching..n i had witnessed all these at dat tym :(
there is a quality in u dat u never give up n dat has made u 'THE ADITYA'..an extraordinary man standing in a crowd.I wish u have even much more successful journey ahead!! I admire u a lot.

akanksha said...

i loved it... i just love the way u write....
simply awsome.... feeling proud to hav a frnd lyk u....

Pallavi said...

Hey !!

finally main bhi comment kar hi rahi hu tere blogs par.. but trust me u r very very gifted.. bahut hi saaf ache aur sidhe tarike se apni baat ko kaise kehna chahiye woh koi tumse seekhe :D

bas aur kya.. jus keep up d good wrk... may u always get d best evrywhr.. all d very very best :D

Rajat Gupta said...

really very twisty at the end ...
n really i wont believe this is ur story totally surprised aadi..
well nice one n a straight confession work..
:)
really good

Silent Knight said...

that's why I tagged you "The smartest person you know".....n yaa aadi nice work...keep writing...maybe we will see one more chetan bhagat or arvind adiga in future...amen for that :)

Aditya ! said...

:)

Swati said...

1st of all, sry 4 commenting so late. 2 things . 1. hmm was bcoz i never knew u like dis..
my life's always been much easier n cozier.. thanx 2 mom dad n to u.. achievements jus came 2 me on their own...while u had 2 earn them..i wanna say much more but it'l get 2 senti, so leave it. :') thats y the 'hmmm'..

2nd thing. we came 2 jbp in 1989 before my birth.. 'remember'??!!! :P :P