I remember..........

lifez full of events.......nd thts wat makes one remember somethin.........

like this......a week back while i was mugging up a formula for todays xam.. crash...a part of roof colapsed in my room......nd thts how i remembered the same formula in todays xam.....

way back in grade 4 miss madh---(now she called mrs) made me stand in a dustbin in the corner of the room.."thts where u should be for ur handwriting"...she said...i swear my hand writing is not tht bad...

Thank god i grew up with confidence else..she could have dented my psyche for ever..wonder how many of us who stood in the dustbin walked away amused rather than devastated by the event....

Last time wen i had visited my school(3 yrs back)...i made a point to visit the same classroom and look hard at tht dustbin standin in same spot even today......xcept for the color of it....nothin has changed....

childhood does tends to magnify -loves fears and dimensionstime dwarfs images and what seems of immense magnitude as a child, seems of no consequence to an adult eye....images crumble and deminish with time....heroes become zeroes...and miss madh who scared me with her cruel looks is today reduced in my mind to someone who needs help.....

but,if bad deminishes in stature ,so is good reduced over time.i thought back to sweet miss subhadra(now a mrs)...my class 7 english teacher who smiled at me but just once ,i adored her and always waited for her lectures .......today i realize she was cruel in her own ways......she almost became my first crush!!!!!!!!

In the process of growing up ,both demons and angels are dealt fairly..both deminish in stature equally....is it because life embitters us as we grow so much so that nothin effects us in quiet the way it did when we were children?

i remember i remember

the fir trees dark and high;

i used to think their slender tops

were closed against the sky;

it was a childish ignorance,

but now this little joy

to know i'm farther off from heaven

thn when i was a boy.........