This little article is solely for the purpose of reminding me what i am here for.....
When i was in school,the thought never came to my mind about what i wanted to become in life professionally.....like any other normal child...well..
hmmm....normal is a very subjective term-for me,
a child is normal if he is not the favourite of the teachers who always are praised,
who talked like very matured people
of course- we the normal knew they are just fools :),
who rarely participates in school functions-unlike those so called talented lot who was into each and everything,
who never topped in class and also sometimes failed in an odd subject or two eventhough he knows that anytime he can become first provided he studies and had a disgust for all those chaps-and girls-who were taking it too much seriously,always was the common factor in most of the disciplinary proceedings(like the cane-beatings of our PT sir,standing outside the class on knees,not coming on time so had to have those horrible interatcions with principal quite often...the list goes on....
whose parents were not like the friendly type who always was there with the child, dropping them for classes,waiting outside the tution center,interacting with the class teacher regularly , supporting them to excel in each and every extra-curricular items...
well the normal's parent would be bothered only with his marks in the exam,the mother would be invariably comparing marks and screaming at you to learn from the good ones....
ah..all these were what normal guys like us had to face...
yup and of course when all of those supposed to be good were given coaching for all kinds of things like singing , dancing ,cricket and all such stuff..there was one 'good boy' in our school whose parents even send him to learn karate only to be absent from school for a year and a half because a set of broken ribs...
well ..we the normal had to sneek out and lie to our parents if we were to go out and play with our friends....being normal will always give you great chance to horn your skills in the 'art of lying' .
at the end of it all....when i look back..life as a boy was really eventfull to me and my friends who were the bad,stupid,good for nothing ,lazy fellas (read normal).......
what you say...
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