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Saturday 11 October, 2008
By  Gaurav mishra   20:00 | 19/Jun/2008 |  9 Comment(s)
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Hai frnds,
2day i want 2 share sm moments of my childhood.

when i was in 5th standard, my  father  who is a judicial magistrate in bihar ,was transfered from
bhagalpur 2 gaya.
there i took admission in rotary campus school.gaya(a millitary school near airport).

actually from starting i was very timid and not fluent in english speaking,though i was a rank
 holder.
so,when the first day i entered the class,students started laughing at me, as i was too much scared and sweating all ovr the body.and due 2 bad luck the teacher came late in the class.
they laughed about 10 to 15 min at me.
Then a boy named parth sarathi came up 2 me and said this seat is of girls monitor's (she was absent) .
most students in the class dont like him as he was a very low average student in class .
from that day we became very good frnds.as i was very good student,our class teacher Ramakant sit made me the monitor of the class within a mon of my admi.

slowly the students who initially hates me started respecting me and students also started
respecting parth as he was my best frnd.

I stayed 3 yrs in gaya and all the 3 yrs we were in the sam class and were seatmates.
most of my frnds suggested 2 leave his frndship (as he was very poor in studies) and make
other rankholders my seatmate,but i didn't agree.

then my 3yrs in gaya ended and i went to begusarai ,there i got the news that parth got 81%
in board(i got 83%), i couldn't stop my self crying from heart.
He is still my best frnd.

gaurav.

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