Post title I, ME and MYSELF

My school days, I was not less than the character of ‘Taare Zameen Par’, words deterred my vision of attaining valuable knowledge, sitting back in the corner I always tried to escape from inquisitive teachers, and notorious students who used to call me by numerous names, I will say nicknames. The teachers were always in the hunt of students like me, and I was one of the easiest preys to them, it was not like that I was bad in studies, the reason was that I had phobia of facing teachers. New Convent School, the most reputed school in Kashmir, where students from well off families attain education. Still the school has very good reputation and is counted in top schools of valley. During my elementary schooling, I was very shy, with very less friends, not much effort to fall in competition, this competition word was something alien for me as I never put competition in my life’s dictionary. When students vie hard for positions, my funda was to contend with passing marks, but I can say that god was always kind to me as I always stood as per expectations of my parents. Slowly and steadily I kept on moving, from one grade to another,.. during schooling when students go off their schools and classes, It was record that I had never skipped my classes, I still remember that I was very poor in science as per my teachers but I was the best student of mathematics and Hindi, were I had marked my intellect. It is quite obvious that after qualifying matriculation, students mostly visit to their schools twice or thrice, but the haunting school never witnessed my presence after my being passed out. After attaining good numbers in 10th standard, I joined SP higher secondary with science stream aiming to be the doctor of future, ha ha ha.. very less I knew that being in science is not enough to be a doctor….desperately disregarding my so called dream of being a doctor I unveiled my real façade as I never entered in class during two years. There I cherished all the moments which are unforgettable ones of my life. Being in the company of good bunch of friends I used to venture out of school. But the restlessness of qualifying 12th was always haunting me. During my 12th I still remember, I completed my syllabus from Jammu, but it was equivalent to zero as they only provided me notes and nothing else. I worked hard but not as I can, qualified 12th and opted to join SP College for further studies, there some changes occurred in me as I start thinking out of boundaries and tried new facets of life. Here in College I participated in every function where I felt that my wings are unfolding, part I, second and third went like anything, students, whether junior, senior or class mates, named Bali, now people knows me with the name of Bali, this name sounds weird but it is kinda crazy and stylish name in Kashmir. Teachers were cooperative, I am not in PR so no more praise of teachers but they were really admirable. College time was most memorable time I had spent, that’s why even after four years, I have been to my college after every month or twice a month. Little I knew that my destiny will drag me to further studies in Kashmir University, where very serious students are seen. Following the trend I also tried to rescue from Kashmir in order to join management at Jammu, but destiny had something else for me as I joined Kashmir University, Department of Media Education and Research Center (MERC)………. It was something which unconventionally came to my kitty.. very little interested in what I had done I kept on going without thinking for any other reason why not to do.. coming into Media was more a chance as I was not intended to join it. Likewise every average student I also passed my graduation and applied for post graduation course, my aim was to join any MBA college in Jammu, so I took entrance test of Mass communication very casually. On the day of preliminary exam I found toppers of college, thoroughly taking notes, I was like zero all was what I knew, nothing special was prepared for exams. Unfortunately or fortunately I qualified that exam and was now among those 147 students who have registered their berth in mains. Out of 15000, students only 147 could make it and I was one among them. On mains 147 students all looking more than normal,, vying for just 20 seats.. I laughed and shrugged my shoulders…huh..what a little competition still I was envisaging that MBA college, I sat in examination hall,,,, all questions were easy to attempt…. Ha ha ha ha.. my name was in the list without any serious attempt. Usual formalities was done, first day it was all boring no friends, no acquaints,, it was hell for me.. sitting alone.. eating alone.. huh oh god were I had been I was thinking, but with passing months we all classmates came close and the moment when we left department no one was ready to leave. Every moment in the department was unforgettable, but the time spent together at Tangdhar was the most memorable for all of us.