Every one who has been to a school is a blessed one and especially blessed are those who studied at the Central Government schools called the Kendriya Vidyalayas.
Where else could you get good quality education by paying less that 3 USD a year.
For some reasons I am getting emotional about my old school today. A message on facebook from Anil Sharma who lives in USA took me by surprise. He studied with me in KV Sector 8 till Class VIII and somehow stumbled upon my profile and sent me a message on FB asking me if I was the same Sudhir Bisht, who studied in KV Sector 8 with him.
“Of couse, I am the one my friends and I do remember you” Thank God for linking me with an old school mate. And God Bless the facebook and of course the school!
I studied in KV, Sector 8 from Class II to Class XII. My senior brother studied there from Class III to Class XII and my junior sister studied there from Class I to Class XII. So I can call the school a family!
In 1971, I joined this great school in Class II. There was no building then for the school and classes were held under the canvass tents.
In 1971, I joined this great school in Class II. There was no building then for the school and classes were held under the canvass tents.
During the cold days, the tents used to get side coverings (called “kanaat”) for the tents, to prevent the cold winds from tearing our bones apart. It was so much fun.
There was adventures galore. Getting a drop of water to drink during the summers was a challenge. We would drink straight from the tap of the tank that was filled up by the NDMC water line. Not surprisingly, typhoid was common but we all developed immunity against it.
Exam times were fun. From outside the tents of senior students, we could actually see who were cheating from the notes that were not allowed inside.
“Karrey or Furrey” as these notes were called.
There was adventures galore. Getting a drop of water to drink during the summers was a challenge. We would drink straight from the tap of the tank that was filled up by the NDMC water line. Not surprisingly, typhoid was common but we all developed immunity against it.
Exam times were fun. From outside the tents of senior students, we could actually see who were cheating from the notes that were not allowed inside.
“Karrey or Furrey” as these notes were called.
And then when I was in Class VI, the school building was commissioned. A bit of fun was gone with the going away of the tents.
But as time passed by I realized that the “openness” of tents was good but the secrecy of “hide-outs” inside the building was even greater.
O God. What fun it would be to be in school again.
But as time passed by I realized that the “openness” of tents was good but the secrecy of “hide-outs” inside the building was even greater.
O God. What fun it would be to be in school again.
I seek to reconnect with my old friends- Suresh Warrier, Vivek kalra, Pradeep Khanduri, Sandeep Sandhu, Bitu Suri, Mukesh Mathur and many many others.
Thank God for Internet!
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