dainandini

After long time, I am going in touch this scrip. I would say this is my daily routine to do write something . while I seeing my grand doughter's photos which were sent by her mother Sou. Aditi, from Jew Jursey ,I enjoyed lot and went in my past time life of schooling. I remembered my first day of schooling. my teacher was draggging me with help otheres school children which were in my age. he slaped me when I cried in loud way. then I saw my school one room which was roof less, there were more than ten students in one rank including girls also. there was restriction not look at them , by mistake. from Bigari to final there was one teacher who hailed from neaar by village thrice in a week.cane stick was his weapon to punish us was his birth right he