My Childhood days

Right From the day I probably had sense of this world, it has been a great experience to me at every stage and level of my age as i had passed them. I belive if my senses are correct, I remember a bleak of a thought of an incident at an age of 2 years or so, I was taking a rough paper and reading through it in my own style anacting the elders whome so ever I might have seen doing the same act. I still remember, I was not knowing what I am reding but emulating an act of pretendence as if I am a learned person and know how to read and write. Probably, that act of pretendence I must have done because some body may be my mom or dad must have ignited or told me saying I should become a learned man some day to read through such things as I was doing, which I anacted desperately even when i did not have any learning about alphabets.
Another incident of my childhood is when my parents i.e my mom trying to catch me up to get me ready for school and my self stealthly hid my self under Grand papa's cot and when my mom searching hear and there finally finds me and catches me. That time I helplessly crying and pleading them to leave me alone but failed and finally to the school. I regularly used to do the same hide and seek with my mom to avoid going school but not successful in my attempt. But some times yes, I used to do a lot of noise and some how get escaped from being sent to school but not much regularly.

I remember my first day at school, My DAD leaves me at the school in the morning, that first day at Bethel Convent School, I was joined in the Nursery standard. I was alone feeling lost in the crowd of small children of my age around me. I am afraid, I am new to the town. In the afternoon, some how I jumped from the school out on the road. I was not aware where to go at the X road. luckly I met laxman, son of Rukali phupi,( now he is no more) he helped me the right way to tanda, but even I reached half way to tanda Valya kaka (shanker Naik My uncle) came and took me on his bicycle back to school and told that I should not come out of the school untill he came up there to pic me up.
Earlier coming to Jadcherla for schooling, I was joined at the Tanda school under the teacher "Tolia Naik" he was a shrud man and use to beat with green long stiks of ' sameli'. we use to write A, AA, E, EE etc on the sand in the verenda of Sakru dada's house. I remember, the day when my Mom took to the school in the tanda for joining me in the first standard. The teachers serched all through my body for a mole

It feels great to have a page of our own, this console helps us to share our feelings, experiences, and achievements to our own self in the first instant and to the world.


Hope I will carry forward to tell More and more about my Self, about my adventures, about my tours, about my good and sad feelings, about my experiences at my workplace, about my friends, about my relatives, about my family, and about my personnal life and much more as i go on digging in to my own self since I have been born on to this earth.





Hope I will and shall continue blogging till the last with an extensive focus on each and every minute experience I had come across and would be coming across in the coming years.

Raju.