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There is flaw in words, read the young boy to the the teacher who was teaching english to a class of 60 at north of Maharashtra in the town of nasik.He was narrating some words taken from Jawalharlal nehrus book.I never understood the meaning of flaw till i was doing the first job and it was read on some industrial article i read. I looked it up the dictionary.From the start, I had passion for English, I just loved it.I wanted to be English, I even had this grand plan to study the entire dictionary slowly but i think it farted out with time.Now I recollect this my principal well she was a good lady. I never understood why she distributed books to us on our farewell. None of the boys liked it . I think their books are propably tasting turpentine and candle wax being a candle stand or they are being munched on by some carefree dude at channa store in wadala gao IT city. Oh I must not talk about this new big IT city brought up by Viscon group or something. Kudos guys ur bringing up nasik. ok coming back to the book well I wasn't interested in philosophy her book was about some life thing and i never had a liking to study but yes to read. Now study and read are often two concepts which cannot be bridged without assessing the proper parameters to whome they are referred to.They are like your work and fun. if you love your work then everyday is fun day and frankly i never loved my studies. I hated maths and to this date after all i have done in 3 years of my so called work life i still feel belittled by the feeling that I never could do it.To this date, i still remember me uttering inaudible words in Hindi ( they are not so good) about this Pythagoras theorem guy or some other.

Nasik Schools are often categorized into good and bad by the discipline and quality of students in them now there was this fravashi school where i heard that you had to own a car to get into in? Strange way of being in a school i thought as kid wearing shorts and walking down the road to school. There was this St francis which was considered Decent, then rangubai which was called as Gangubai propably reffering to some marathi lady i am not sure who gave it the official abbrevation maybe Rangubai should get a patent for it or may be reliance will come up with gangubai next to it.You cant underestimate reliance.Now my school was out of the limelight for years and years.it was a good school laced in fruit trees and flowers on the way.it had a reputation of being notorious on its disciplinary standards may be thats some of the reason my put me there, today as i think about it , i think she just did that because she had no other option and well her unoptioned parameter here gave me a opening i needed in the language of english i needed.Today to some teachers i owe my knowledge and my life to whome they have graced me with their presence.I always had a dream of some bomb dropping on my school and all would die including me not sure why but i just wanted to die but i think the influence of some good teachers propably helped me passed the time searching bee caves and such things.

Life as a student is often tormenting on the eyes,shoulders and may be ur private parts. Eyes well you have to read and read and read just read that's all u have to do to study, shoulders for the schoolbags, YES They are heavy! they are heavy creatures bundled up to collect private information from you by some secretive government agency even i was told not to tell because i dont know.And your private parts because of these girls , girls girls and girls. For heaven sakes some boys were so desperate that they would drop a pencil and touch a girls boobs and fell happy about. I actually felt sick because i never felt anything for any girl at that time. They were enemies as i was passionate about studies ( maths forgive me).I think there are times in a students life when he must decide what he can do in life are the words uttered by my teacher at my scil at nasik college . ( Well that path of wrong grammar or sentence structure is probable influence of one lectured gone missed by me because of one stupidity of mine). I never loved to bunk I never did, I would rather spend the whole month alone at school than bunk not sure but i loved my school, I just did.Not because i wanted to study or something but i hated to cheat my teachers although i cheated them 10 times in some other way but today as i sit and recollect all this i feel guilty of my crimes and ashamed of my personality i boast on as Ashwin Iyer.

Sometimes makes me feel, its better if he could be an illusion than real.

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