13th March, 2009
I was never serious about study. Till eighth standard I never read sincerely and I marked as I worked. My father guided me up to seventh standard. He used to wake me up in the morning at around six and I left the bed at around six-thirty. This is because I can never compromise with sleep. I need a good sleep once a day at any cost; that is sufficient. I hear people saying to have little sleep, but I hardly believe in most of them. People fear to accept the basic needs in life and though accepted, they hesitate to leak them out. We are greedy to good dishes, luxurious living, comfortable earnings and basic instincts – this is common in most of us. So I feel it hard to easily accept what they say. But I prefer admitting what I do, what I need and all. I can't compromise with sleep and that's true to me, I never feel ashamed of this anyhow.
In my school, I gradually became favourite to many for my naughty activities. I was short till tenth standard and used to play many funny tricks being influenced mostly by comedy characters; others called me Charlie and I enjoyed that. I used to caricature after Charlie Chaplin, walk like him, move like him, slip on the floor like him; and my height was also very much suitable for that. So I was named accordingly. But all those activities were never known to my family, even the name given. That was because I was shy to my parents and family. I could do a lot of extraordinary things but hesitated to do in front of them. So I guess it was always tough for my family to study my character.
I had awe and veneration for my teachers. I was not that clever in classroom, but timid. If I had seen someone getting corporal punishment, I became nervous and pretended not to be detected anyhow by the class teacher lest he should do the same exercise on me. But after I left the secondary school, I realized what a stupid was I comparatively.
I had a few bosom friends as others do. We shared many enjoyable moments; till date the freshness of those moments haunts me. There were all types of students in the class and each type had its own way. I never dared be immoderate; till date I strive not to be so in a greater extent. I had every feeling, every instinctivity but moderate. I try to respect etiquette.
I was never serious about study. Till eighth standard I never read sincerely and I marked as I worked. My father guided me up to seventh standard. He used to wake me up in the morning at around six and I left the bed at around six-thirty. This is because I can never compromise with sleep. I need a good sleep once a day at any cost; that is sufficient. I hear people saying to have little sleep, but I hardly believe in most of them. People fear to accept the basic needs in life and though accepted, they hesitate to leak them out. We are greedy to good dishes, luxurious living, comfortable earnings and basic instincts – this is common in most of us. So I feel it hard to easily accept what they say. But I prefer admitting what I do, what I need and all. I can't compromise with sleep and that's true to me, I never feel ashamed of this anyhow.
In my school, I gradually became favourite to many for my naughty activities. I was short till tenth standard and used to play many funny tricks being influenced mostly by comedy characters; others called me Charlie and I enjoyed that. I used to caricature after Charlie Chaplin, walk like him, move like him, slip on the floor like him; and my height was also very much suitable for that. So I was named accordingly. But all those activities were never known to my family, even the name given. That was because I was shy to my parents and family. I could do a lot of extraordinary things but hesitated to do in front of them. So I guess it was always tough for my family to study my character.
I had awe and veneration for my teachers. I was not that clever in classroom, but timid. If I had seen someone getting corporal punishment, I became nervous and pretended not to be detected anyhow by the class teacher lest he should do the same exercise on me. But after I left the secondary school, I realized what a stupid was I comparatively.
I had a few bosom friends as others do. We shared many enjoyable moments; till date the freshness of those moments haunts me. There were all types of students in the class and each type had its own way. I never dared be immoderate; till date I strive not to be so in a greater extent. I had every feeling, every instinctivity but moderate. I try to respect etiquette.
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