"The First Times" in Life!!

Hey Friends, after many posts on Multiverse, Parallel Worlds, and Paradoxes here is a post that is all about me. So relax and don't scare because there will be no science stuff in this post!! LOL.

Let me begin with my first day in this beautiful world. Well, I personally don't remember anything about this day. But, yeah I have heard a lot about it from my parents and my grandmother. It was Saturday, 17th of April, 1993. I was born in a Nursing Hospital in Delhi. My mother says she was so elated when she first saw me. She also added that I had very long fingernails when I was born. HUH!! So, that was the very first time I got a chance to see this awesome world.

Next, My first day in a school. Now, I remember some images of this instant. It was a small school, actually a playschool near my house in Ranchi. I was 3 years old. Before this incident, I had never been away from my parents for more than 10 minutes or so. But, this was a school and I was supposed to stay there without my parents for more than an hour or two. So, that was scary. It all started nicely, my father asked me to come with him so I could ride on his scooter with him. That sounded kind of fun. I agreed. As soon as my father asked me to go to that school alone, I started to cry with all my strength I had then. Soon, the headmistress of that school came out. I was terrified even more after seeing her. I cried a lot that day. But, slowly I learnt that I have to be away from my parents for sometime.

What's Next??...um..Yep, My First Day in Kairali School. I was 4. Till now I think, the best moments in my life were all forged in KAIRALI SCHOOL. I was admitted in Kindergarten and now I think that was one of the best things ever happened to me. I remember that day, I saw lots of students dressed in a uniform, and I had no idea then about why everyone is wearing the same dress as I had worn; navy blue pants, sky blue shirt, and a striped tie with a badge on it. It was funny. Next thing, I was sitting in my assigned classroom on the very first bench and I saw a lot of my classmates crying the same way as I had cried last year at my playschool. They didn't want to be away from their parents, I guessed. That was a nice day, I made a lot of friends and I was so happy to be with them.

Now, The First Time when I was on the main stage of my school, I was in class 6 and 10 years old. It was a very proud moment for me. But, I was also tensed. Our School had a routine in which every week a new house took the incharge for the stage activities. Out of the four houses (RED, BLUE, GREEN, YELLOW), I was in RED and it was our chance to present some articles, news etc. Now, the representatives of Red house wanted the junior section to present some articles. Between this time I had been known in my class for my poems in Hindi and my poems had also been published in the local newspaper, so they asked me to present some good article in English or in Hindi. I accepted to this as going to the stage was in itself a very good deed. But, on the other hand I had to speak on the microphone with all the students and teachers of the school staring at me. There was no chance of making a mistake. I was scared. But, with all my confidence, I went to the stage and took out my paper in which I had prepared an Article compiled from a well known magazine, WISDOM and started to read it. I tried not look at the crowd and stare only at the paper in my hand. I did it. For those few minutes I addressed the crowd, I was really happy!!

So, these were some of the "First Times" in my life. These memories are so pleasant that they always bring a smile to my face. There's always a First Time for all things in life, some are good while some are bad!! Remember the good ones and be happy!! :-)