The Golden days of my life : Those were the golden days of my life. My high school days. My lovely high school days. Really, really beautiful days. I was a village boy. My high school – New English School, Jaitapur - was also situated in a village. It was established in 1902. I was borned in 1960. I was there because my father was in service in the same village. I was very fond of my father. I went where he was. My mother was in another village from where I came. My father's mother was with us. I was very fond of her too ! In my high school education, I got nice teachers and also my classmates were very nice. Satish, Sai, Uday and I were very close friends. Now Satish and Sai are in Mumbai and Uday is somewhere in Sindhudurg district of Maharashtra State in India. I can't remember the first day t...
This is a blog where you will see the events which happen in my life. The events as they are ! I call them Dehdays ! Life is a journey, a series of interconnected moments that shape our existence. It begins with the first breath, a cry signaling the start of our adventure. As we grow, we encounter love and friendship, the bonds that enrich our experiences and give meaning to our days. Challenges arise, teaching us resilience and the strength to overcome adversity.