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Linlithgow: My Introduction to Hostel life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Many of my Memories are Linked to this Building called Linlithgow.

I stayed in it for barely 9 Months, but the time spent there was very important.

 

It was here when I spent my first night and then next 90 Nights, without the sight of my parents.

 

My Parents just left me here with a promise to come back and pick me in evening. And they did not.
I kept Crying and Vomiting the entire night and I am know My Mom cried the entire night too. (I’m Teary Eyed when Writing this)

 

The very next Day I was Bullied, Kicked, Punched, Abused by my Classmate and it continued for atleast 6 Months.

 

Did I mention that I was only SIX years old then!!!!!

When I Think of Linligthgow, I Think of our Matron, Mrs Jacob!!

 

She injected DISCIPLINE into us. To an Extent.. That every night she checked our Underwears to see, if they were soiled and The Soiled one would get a Coat brush Whack.

 

And that was my bed, Just next to the Right most Window
(1984)

 

BISHOP COTTON SCHOOL SHIMLA

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Every Mother is…

Every Mother is an Amazing Story Teller!!
Sadly most of these Skills are only used to make Kids Eat Food or make them get up from Bed!!

#ExperiencingRightNow #MaaTujheSalaam

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Khushwant Singh

While Surfing Channels……. Stopped at “Rajya Sabha TV” seeing the GREAT Khushwant Singh’s Pic …..and realised that it’s a part of Documentary which has just started……. Stayed on and Loved it fully.
Realised that his first 30 years were not very different from mine(Apart from he Being son of a Super Rich Dad). Feel elated to see it and know more about this Gentleman…………
Now time to buy and read his Autobiography!!

“Zindagi ek Bazaar hai Jahaa hota, Karmo ka Vyapaar hai…….”

A few days back……..While trying to find the meaning of Life…..I did some meditation

After some meditation…I realised that the Life is just a Big Bazaar… where Trade of Karmas happen.
This thought made me write this poem…..
Sharing the poem with you………

Baitha Soche Tikku….Yeh Jeewan kaisa Sansaar hai…..

Jahaan koi Vyast hai, to koi Bekaar hai……

Fir kiya addhyann gehra…….

Aur aya yeh khyaal sunhera…..

Mann kehta hai ki yeh  “Zindagi ek Bazaar hai Jahaa hota hai Karmo ka Vyapaar hai…….”

 

Yahaan har jan ek dukaandaar bhi hai aur Kharidaar bhi…..

Yaha vyaapaar hota hai Nakad bhi aur Udhaar bhi…….

 

Kehta hai Tikku…. Raho tum apne dil ke sacche,

Tabhi honge Karam acche……….

 

Yahaan hota hai Sauda Khara……

Par Yeh zindagi leti hai Intehaan Karr….

 

Jo Larr Parra…. Woh upar charra…. Jo nahi Larra… Woh reh gaya wahi Kharra. 

Lo chalo… Ab karo apne se vaada…….ki nek rakhe apna Iraada……

Karenege ab acche Karam…… Yehi rahega apna Uddheshya Pratham.

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It’s All about Give and Take

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