My Childhood story #1
My Childhood story #1
When i was about 3-4 years old my mother always feed me by her hands which now i missed a lot. As we know Childhood time is a best time in our life. Everything is allow for us to do. Nobody will beat you nobody will say you why are you not do like that etc. This is a really very very Beautiful life. My mother usually sang a song for me to took me into a deep sleep. My father always tells a story from which i can learn a lot of things.
I always played with my father. He is not my father only he is my friend, guider and Everything.
In my family everyone like me and love me.now i'm 18 years old but still treated me as like as child.
what ever i want my father give me that before time.Everyday before going to school and after coming from the school my father always give me a affectionate touch and bless me and tell me that always love to do work and smiled like a king.
At the age of 5 i started my school life.my first school name is Madhusudan u.p school which is a private english medium school. That is a amazing school in my life.Every type of naughty things i had done there.Due to childish mind i often played with the breast of my lady teachers.They were also very very nice teachers.Not a single day i had not missed my school.In k.g. class i have also a girl friend. Her name is laxmipriya.At that how i know about the love that is the only bad effect of filmy industries towards me.one day my daily routine diary exchanged with laxmipriya. Next day when my mother packing my back for the school she saw that diary and asked me who is laxmipriya. The interesting is that laxmipriya written in the diary "I LOVE YOU" for me but i don't know that. My mother saw that and said to my father and both were laughed together.And from that day to still now my father always kidding me by pronouns her name in-front of me.
My brother and me always played ramayan and mahabharat with each other.In our house we have not permission to go outside. So me and brother still now doesn't know the names of people of our village and some place of our village.
My bad luck is that when i was promoted to standard 1, after continuing 2 month i was collected my T.C over there because as you know that my father also a teacher , when he saw a lot of mistakes in my copies which are taught by our teachers in daily basis , in a angry mood he collected our T.C over there and throughout me in a odia medium school. The name my 2nd school is "Pingua patana primary school".
i will say you the next story in the next blog.
