SOBER BEGINNING

Given a chance to relive a part of your own life, which would u choose? The innocent years of your childhood; the teenage where u felt like the world is all under your control and waiting for u; the responsible years of the adult life; or the retired and tired old man. I would choose my innocent years. Think all of us somewhere down the line want to relive that life. How many of us can figure out what was so special about those years. I can't figure out what was so special about my childhood; yet want to relive it.

You never know what was so fascinating about your childhood. You had no purpose, no responsibility and definitely not capable of taking care of yourself. Maybe, this is lack of anything and the joy of learning new things everyday is what makes the childhood so special to everyone.

Trying to recall the childhood the earliest thing I can recall was of entrance test. I had to give an entrance test to change my school in 4^th grade. The entrance test had one applicant, one question paper and a single question to go with it. The question was to write the alphabets of the English language. How easy is that; whatever mistakes I do, still I will be the topper? What mistakes can you do with such a simple question? I was special and I screwed up easiest entrance test I ever faced. Even now I don't think I can qualify that exam. Still managed to get admitted.

New school was never easy for a fourth grader. 10 days post admission I had the first unit test. The test was for twelve and a half marks with six subjects. I scored well and was second topper. But was denied the rank and that was disappointing. I had flunked. Not in English but now in Hindi, our national language. I still remember the question 'varnamala likiye'. I didn't know either the varna or mala and failed.

All through my childhood I was idiotic and dumb. None would imagine that I would have committed such mistakes. Eventually I overgrew my mistakes and even bagged the award for being the batch topper in Hindi during SSLC. Will try to know where things changed for me, in my next blog.

 

PREFACE

Houses are built with windows. The windows don't just act as access point for air entry or viewing the world outside. It also acts as an access point to the thief. Likewise each individual has gray areas, which serves to keep him happy as well as turn to be the cause for downslide. I am here attempting to look into these gray areas trying to post about how I look into myself.

The world is getting smaller and people are getting farther away. Right now I have all the information I need on my fingertips. My fingertips are typing the blog and they also type the search words in Google. So yes the information is at my fingertips. Yet I am among these people who are farther away; with world at their fingertip.

The blog is arising out of my need to express myself out to this world and see what you have got to say to me. I don't know all my gray areas. May be u can figure out some of them for me and help me out. I call this blog as BlindRetro. Blind because here I am presenting only my view of my own life; so not sure how objective I will be. Retro as this is about what is happening with me and what is going on.

It may not make a good reading material. Hoping to present the best I can. See you all again soon.