This time, I am not writing my post in MS Word and then publishing here... this time, everything that I will write will simply be an outflow of my thoughts, and my feelings without any editing or any other such thing!
this is the story of a boy who used to live in a small town of Jharkhand, Chandrapur, India named Yash Aaranyaa... his story is not something spicy or a kind of great fiction thriller, but a true genuine and a reality of every third middle class student residing in northern part of our country. In his childhood days, he was a very inquisitive and a very gentle boy but unfortunately got very bad marks while he was studying in NURSERY, and the class teacher had written in the remarks area of the boy to "IMPROVE YOUR HANDWRITING." oof! pretty sad thing for a young small mind to see all these, not because he was scolded by his family of getting such a bad result but because of the ironical argument that he made the following night with his mother regarding the remarks that the class teacher gave him! It's really amusing to know what Aaranaya argued for... his mother while analyzing her son's results, told him that; "Aaru, you must work on your handwriting as it's not good enough!" while Aaranaya replied that;" what mom.. you don't know much english.. the teacher had also wriiten, IMPROVE YOUR HANDWRITING, that means it's pretty nice and you must carry on!" and the expression of his mom and other family members were also quite humorous. literally, those childhood days of innocence are among the most memorable phase of one's life.
Well! no worries...
Moving ahead to Aaranya's story, that was the time of nursery when he was just 5, but later as he grew he observed both people and his books and had a wonderful memory till standard 6th of getting the lessons in his long-term memory just right after the classes summed up! well, till now, the boy had completed many of the cursive writing books, and had evenly achieved the tag of one of the best student with good handwriting in his school, and by this time he knew that improve your hand-writing did not meant the same thing that he used to thing when the boy was in Nursery.
Gradually Yash grew older and completed his boards as well... and in his life, it was his turn to take the decision of his life of what to do ahead. At the time of 90s, Bokaro and even today this city is one of the best education hot-spots in the entire country which gives nice results every year. Chandrapur till that time was not that developed and hence, Yash wanted to head to BOKARO. however, this time it was nevertheless his move to tell everyone about his quite unexpected decision. the whole environment was also not pretty suitable for revelation of his decision of heading to Bokaro to his family, because of certain circumstances.. but still, in order to start rightly and early he told what he wanted to. there was no such topic of monetary crisis that accompanied in his family, but the concern of some members towards Aaru's accommodation in new environment and his results made them hostile to allow him to go Bokaro. Aaranya like any other child was very afraid of his results that he would be making after 2 years, and also to conserve the respect of his parents after giving the exams.
certainly, any student at his place would be.. because going to a place of your desire with your decision against the opinion of someone who really love you, give reason to both of the parties to argue at the time of failure. And his condition at that time was very conservative like a silkworm out of cocoon trying to protect himself. well... at that point of his life, Aaru was very frightened with the decision that he'd made and also he observed everyone in his family who used to talk about him. he felt like a sort of burden to get it out. he really felt the loneliness and needed someone to support him. unfortunately, the conditions were such that resisted Aaranya to share what was there in his mind to anybody... so actually he pretended to be a cheerful, normal and happy child to the world, but inside of him, he was really eaten up from his brain and worstly frightened and confused with his next journey. however, his father was a person who believed in the ability of his son and that worked miracle. he headed to Bokaro in 1991 and cracked IIT with AIR 1 in 1993, being the first student from Bokaro who did it.
fortunately, right now he is in one of the biggest firm of IT in the world and making out a lot of money, and living happily and satisfactorily with his family. his handwriting is also nice and he knew the english as well!
the moral that one get is.... when there someone you see to talk with you, just try to give them time.. especially when you are an important and expected person to do so in the person's life! A small support morally can actually prevent a child from being in stress and that can work wonders!
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Marvalous chaa Gaye guru
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