Port City trip

May it be the Rushikonda Beach Or Bhemunipatnam which has got Beautiful site of red sand and shallow waters of unending beach Or Kailash Giri, which presents the fantastic site of the city Or Ramakrishna beach at the heart of the city pulling crowds. Summing up vizag fascinated me at its best, not only me...many many people will have the same feeling. It has got all charisma to attract tourists.
When it comes to my trip. I enjoyed the trip to the max. we were 10 heading towards vizag from capital city to attend the marraige of our friend. we were all friends in discussion boards(Tollywoodinfo.com). i never met some of the people over there. i had a small feeling at the starting point of the trip that i may not enjoy the trip, but every thought washed away with the beautiful company of my fnds. Hats off to them. we played cards, Tambola...Ofcourse i havent missed my regular habit of sleeping. when we reached vizag in the morning, our fnd received us and we went to hotel. we played cricket match, where we lost the match and afternoon we headed towards beach, where we enjoyed boating...we had few nice pics...we saw few cute girls and we had few healthy discussions...we rocked vizag streets with the song parare parare from stalin, as we were all Mega Fans. In the night, we had scotch, we came on to the floors..next day morning, we saw khatarnak movie in Leela Mahal Theater(very old one), i regret to say, movie is very bad. We headed towards R.K.Beach in the afternoon, as it is afternoon, we missed colouring..no cute girls :(. Next comes harbour, Kani mariyamma church(pardon me, i dont know the exact name of that temple), where we can have fantastic view of one of the longest ports in the east, a hill cutting sea...everything everything is awesome....vizag rocks !!!. i got into volvo along with my fnds, which is a bad journey, because of the factors...
1. leaving vizag or have to go to office in the morning
2. bad movie in the bus(justice chowdary [:( ])

Missing Part - I Contd

Hmm.. well 4th class is an eye opener. I should not lie, but can I bunk the school and enjoy the nature, yes I can. I am on my way to school. Lift please lift please.
one person, with whom I use to play cricket, very much elder stopped and asked me to get in.
I asked him, where are you going?
I am not going to school now, I will drop this bag in my friend’s house and thereafter will go to ground to see cricket match.
hmm.. interesting
He asked me, are you interested?
As a typical Indian, I said, no no, I cannot bunk the school
you will have fun there and nobody knows that you are in ground and not in school.
as I am not self motivated to go to school, at last I accepted.
I also dropped the bag there, we both headed towards ground.
Cricket match was going on and we were in the encouragement team. Honestly, I didn’t know, whom I am supporting also.
its afternoon now, shall we make a move to movie? He said
movieeeeeeeeeeeee. I am fascinated, but a small fear, somebody would see.
atlast went to movie, movie was full of fun and I enjoyed the stay out of school.
after few days without his help, I started bunking school. It was a nice improvement from my side, moving ahead without others support. No exams, no progress cards. I couldn’t notice that a volcano is backing up me. Slowly a bad impression prevailed in my house. I was under the impression that, am playing safe game. At last volcano broke out.
In the next scene, I was sitting in a local school, where school strength is equal to my class strength in previous school. I could feel shy about the things happened, but I had a feeling that I have to roar back again, I started working hard and was well setback .
I joined Nagarjuna school to complete my 10th standard. I never gave room to anything bad in my 10th, but I know I will step into something mischievous.
Yes, I did it. This time, in a trap of girl. Again finish…finish…finish…
We were good friends. We had a book interchange, knowledge transfer, combined studies. Can be called professional friends. In my intermediate 1st year, I went to her school(she was 10th ). I asked her to come out.
She refused and said, we will talk in the evening, come to home.
I said no, we need to talk here
But what is that? She said
“that is the reason I am calling you” I saidok,
please complete the topic as soon as possible.at that time,
I started thinking again, is this necessary? I thought its unnecessary.
But she is putting pressure, tell me the matter. I thought, we can throw a stone, let me express her. If love ok, if not then also, we can make friend ship
I said something, which I don’t remember exactly. But somehow I expressed her.
She left saying that “ I didn’t expect this from you” .
evening, I went to her and I thought of asking feedback.
But when I reached her house, situation is different. I changed my mind and started requesting her, not to reveal this to your parents. Please please please.
But the worst part is she already revealed that.
I slowly left her home before her dad arrives.
From that day, we never talked to each other. end for love story – I in my life. This is an end of my school life, I haven’t covered my school friends and all because, I never maintained proper flow and I never had good friends. But kahani mein twist, fresh life started in Intermediate. though I did many mischievous things while I am at school, I am proud that I molded every incident in such a way that helps my future. I never looked back again and I never committed such mistakes. i rarely lie.

Missing Part - I

My Schooling,
In 1987, I attended the National high school and started LKG, I remember my first teacher name, alfosamma. She was really a good teacher to start with and of course I am really a good student at that time. I was there for 2 years and was there only because, I cannot go to distant places at that age. In 1989, I joined New Angels English medium school, which is one of the premier schools, good friends, good teachers, good environment. Everything went good till 1992, when I came to fourth standard. Listen what happened at that time, I got really good marks in all subjects except for social studies in which I scored 16 marks out of 100, this is not an acceptable score at my home. Some interesting idea knocked my mind, why cannot I edit the score in progress card, haa, this is a good idea. I went to a place where nobody could see me or even observe me, I did the manual correction from 16 to 76. I saw the rank column blank, I thought why should it be blank, lets fill it up as second rank 2.
I went to my home jumping with my progress card, I could see glow on my mom’s face and my mom started sharing with some of my relatives ( we were joint family). At last a person found that something went wrong. I am almost surprised, how come he found that. Many thoughts surrounded my mind, did I use any other color ink or did I marked something wrong ? all the way frustration growing. Conversation went like this
there is some 60 marks difference in the total he got and total in progress
Mom : lets go to teacher and ask, this difference may change the rank
Finish….Finish….Finish….as my brother was in the same school. He was asked to approach teacher. teacher initially thought, that is her mistake, but my rank explained teacher the situation. I don’t know all these, evening teacher called me at 4:30 (ending hour) and asked me to kneel down for 2 more hours. I could see everybody going out. For 2 hours, I was there like that. I didn’t even had a thought that teacher has already left and I can leave. This was like an eye opener for me. I understood that both honest fellow and a liar always will have a treatment, but for liar, a little more. I tried to kick out the liar from me , but didn’t happen. At seventh class, an incident knocked my life again.
Will update that in next blog
Regards
Sudhie