First is always first. It may be your first cry, first smile, first school, first college, first fight, or it may be first crush, first hug{with your loved one}, first kiss....(sounds interesting isn’t it!) : ) Whatever happens with you for the first time it puts a trace in your life & “ITS UNFORGATABLE”. If you go through some good experience for the first time it always bring smile:-] on your face, if it’s a bad it always make you unhappy:-[. Anyhow everybody has some hidden treasures of feeling inside them, today I m writing about my ‘HIDDEN TREASURES’. Hope you (my reader’s obviously) will enjoy it.
Let me start from my birth. (Data been collected from my mother, dad, chacha n others of my family & frnds)
MY 1ST CRY: Nothing new in it, every new born baby cries. But my mother said I didn’t cry for 1st 2-3 minutes I took birth. Nurses along with my mother was got tensed ;)
MY 1ST SMILE: I DONT REMEMBER. :D
MY 1ST b-day: I was only 21 day’s old when dad threw a grand party. Mom says I got lots of gifts among them almost all were dress which I could hardly wear coz I was growing like a balloon after every night. ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL ROFL :D
MY 1st PLAY: Normally said, girls play with doll, but I used to play with my Milk bottle (shocked!!!!) ha ha ha .... Mom said I used to drink 5-7 litres of milk per day. The whole day I needed my bottle in my mouth, as soon as I was finishing it I used to throw at a distance and BOTTLE KA TO “RAM RAM SATYA HAI” ;) Doing this I used to enjoy a lot.
My 1st Toffee: When I was only 2 yrs old at that time we were staying in a very remote area. There was no current supply, no telephone line, no shopping complex etc. My uncle (chachu) during that time was taking his training @ Sunabeda (famous for HAL). He used to bring me LOLY POP. (Need a tym machine, wanna live that moments again : D )
I never used to eat them, used to throw then all in drain, used to dig mud and cover my lolypop with mud ;)
My 1st School: I was only 3 yrs old when my chachu along with my mom brought me to Sunabeda so that I can join a good school. Vyomayana Samasta Vidyalaya (VSV).
School ka naam itna bada hai ki kya karun I was unable to pronounce it. Till today I can’t do it properly LOL (Sorry VSVians but it’s the fact :D )
My 1st class teacher: Miss.Philips our Philips Madam was so sweet, long, slim, fair & beautiful lady. She was our class teacher when we were in LKG. And its natural LKG kids make lot of noice, cry for every silly things, but she was so kind and lovable with her sweet voice she used to attract towards her. I MISS U MADAM HOPE I CAN MEET U SOME WHERE THROUGH OUT MY LIFE
MY 1st Participation: I was in STD-III when I participated for Drill held on Republic day on the ground. (I didn’t know who the chief guest was.) I was wearing WHITE SKIRT, WHITE SLEEVE SHIRT, MAROON SCHOOL TIE, RED SCHOOL BELT, ORANGE COLOUR RIBBON (as I was in ORANGE TEAM), WHITE CANVAS SHOE, WHITE SOCKS, and A BAMBOO which was wrapped with ORANGE RIBBON (creating a WAVE of ORANGE colour).
About 200 students performed in front of all the people in the ground. Everyone sitting in the gallery was looking tiny from the ground :). In short: “AMAZING PERPORMANCE”. 1 month of rigorous training after class hours. I continued to do this for 3 consecutive years and was enjoying a lot.
MY 1st punishment: We were in STD-I, me & Sudipa were playing in out rock play ground. The ground was full of rock, small stones, and almost the whole ground looked RED. Just while playing when we both were throwing stones here and there, there a girl was sitting who was senior to us (I don’t remember her details). Unknowing that stone fell on her, she was not bleeding exactly but .... : ( we cldn’t understand what to do!!!!! Hum jaise-taise bhag gaye wahan se jaan bacha ke....
Just after lunch we were in our respective classes, teacher came in and was taking our afternoon session attendance peon came into my section first asked “SURABHI NAYAK, HEAD MISTRESS IS CALLING YOU” mera to dimag fir gaya...... :O
When i reached her cabin i found Sudipa along with that Senior Girl. My Head Mistress was standing with red eyes, beautiful pink saree (let me say abt her :D Height about 5 feet, Weight about 70-75 Kgs, fair in colour, two of her teeth were out like a Squirrel, SMILE meant for her like a sin : ( we never saw her smiling :D) was holding a stick in her hand. She didn’t ask any thing to both of us. Consecutively she banged me 3 times on my calf muscles. : ( Same procedure with Sudipa too :D
(frnds pls don’t laugh at both of us, we cried a lot after that : ( still remember how our parents scolded us. )
My 1st bicycle: I was in STD-IV when my chachu on my B-Day gifted me a BSA- LADY BIRD (MARRON COLOUR) I still miss my Bicycle ride on HAL roads : )
Waise bachpan ki bahut baten ho gayi, thoda bade hone ki baat batati hun... :D
My 1st college: In year 2004 I joined Roland Institute of Computer & Management Studies to have my BCA. The environment was so clumsy no proper class rooms, no well arranged furniture’s, no well trained faculties (except some) really at that time I missed my Golden School Day’s. (quite bad experience)
But sare kaami NIST me pure ho gaye..... ( I NJOYED NIST ) :D
MY 1st Bike: In 2005, June Chachu n me went to bring a new sizzling SCOOTY PEP. Unfortunately I didn’t get my favourite colour which suits best on PEP. After that I brought GREEN. Abhi bhi chal rahi hai meri gadi par haan kabhi kabhi thoda doctor ke pass usko lena padta hai.... :D
Are yaar bahut hua likhna.. brain me bahut dabav dalne ke baad yeh sab yaad aya hai.... aur kiya likhun??? Chalo let me write something interesting : )
MY 1st Crush: I was in STD-VII when I had my 1st crush (contend suppressed)
My 1st date: Couples go for a date before engagement but I went for a date just after a month of our engagement : ) we had a long drive @ vishakapatnam, had coffee @ a resort..... (content suppressed **)
** NOT SUITABLE FOR MINORS :D
Now lot many things, events are about to come I hope I could write soon...
Hope my story didn’t bore you friends: D
hey dis blog is quite intresting... u r rite dis "FIRST" word is very important 4 all. Nice jod su...
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you have done a gr8 job dear...even am remembering my first things...my first lie...my first best friend ofcourse its u...my first repentance...thanks dear...
ReplyDeletein this busy life one hardly has time to look back and recall their past...
one even dont have time to think of their own self...with your blog u have compelled us to do so...
trust me the satisfaction we get when we just peep into our past..some are funny...some are hurting and some are lessons to be learnt....
just continue your good work dear...luv u and miss u tooo
@HIMA I still remember the day i met u for the 1st tym in class VI-F
ReplyDelete& also rember da days spent with u... do u remember i took ur maths note with out informing u once & due to some probs i cldnt come school for 3 consecutive days...!!!!!
Still remember ur RED eyes.. sweety..
hope i visit hyderabad soon... wanna hug u.. :D
LOVE U HIMA.....MISSED U A LOT SINCE 7th....
tis a very nice 0ne......0ld mem0ries 0f mine flashing back......i really l0ve d way u wr0te b0ut childh00d days....
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