Whenever anyone asks me what was the best and the worst memories s in your life, the answer always zeroes down to the same place School – the best time of my life were spent in school. Normally children hate school as they get all sorts of ailments and aches only on Monday’s when they have to go back to school after weekend holiday but I was bit abnormal. I just hated holidays and could not wait to go back to school.
It has been almost 15 years since I left the safe confines of my school to enter this competitive world where everyone is/was in hurry all the time. I still remember the first day in school. It’s usual tradition that kids cry a lot on getting separated from their parents but I was different. I really don’t remember crying. Those were some careless day. No worries. Learning alphabets and numbers was no big deal, although the best part was shouting our lungs out while telling the poetry rhymes, to volumes all tuned up. There are so many memories that bring back smiles and tears that this one post would not suffix.
I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words 8th – 14th December 2013 and the theme is memory/memories.
I write a lot, which keeps me off the streets and out of trouble. There is always something to write about, always a new story to craft. Not writing, for me, is like trying to hold back a sneeze. Learning to write was the most powerful influence in my life. I can still remember the awe I felt when I realized I could put real words onto paper and tell out a story. From that first ‘a-ha’ moment I knew I wanted to write.
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