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Now i take back all my rights on you, not because i don't love you anymore, but because i love you too much and can't see you making efforts to fake love for me when you aren't loving me anymore...

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On this occasion of children’s day, I would like to share with you all a memory of mine:

I was a student of class 4 at that time. I transferred to a new school for some personal reasons. Till then I belonged to a state board school, but then got transferred to a CBSE missionary school. Though boards didn’t matter too much at that stage, but the system was different. I used to feel little displaced or awkward for there was a strict rule of English speaking in and around campus and I was poor at it. Even the classes held were in total English and I lagged back in academics too (though not much). 

The main experience was I remember giving a class test in general knowledge subject in which I scored 7/10 and the passing marks were 8. As a punishment, I had to get my test papers signed by my parents. I got a scolding at home, “you must have studied hard”. This was all my uncle said. It hurt me so bad (in a positive way), that I got motivated and prepared so hard that I got into top 3 in my next test.

This is best motivational childhood memory of mine that motivates me every time I feel down. #NojotoQuote

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On this occasion of children’s day, I would like to share with you all a memory of mine:
I was a student of class 4 at that time. I transferred to a new school for some personal reasons. Till then I belonged to a state board school, but then got transferred to a CBSE missionary school. Though boards didn’t matter too much at that stage, but the system was different. I used to feel little displaced or awkward for there was a strict rule of English speaking in and around campus and I was poor at it. Even the classes held were in total English and I lagged back in academics too (though not much).
The main experience was I remember giving a class test in general knowledge subject in which I scored 7/10 and the passing marks were 8. As a punishment, I had to get my test papers signed by my parents. I got a scolding at home, “you must have studied hard”. This was all my uncle said. It hurt me so bad (in a positive way), that I got motivated and prepared so hard that I got into top 3 in my next test.
This is best motivational childhood memory of mine that motivates me every time I feel down.

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Happy Childrens Day The irony is:

The country ranking in top 5 in child labour,
Now celebrates children's day with pompous and majestically😏

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DREAM

A grade 5 teacher asked her class to tell about their dreams. While some wanted to be doctors, some replied engineers and so on when a girl stood up and said, "I want my own happy family". Hearing this, the class burst into laughter. 


No wonder none of them knew about her hardships of being lonely only child of separated parents.

Dream

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Sitting together and talking with you,
Losing myself looking into your eyes,
Is my way to express that i love you..

 

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