This time its a bit different trying to turnout the previous chapters of mine life ya u are right mine school life and the journey to the engineering .
J.P.P.S Baraut ( A Place near mine village Addrash Nangla ) has witnessed mine four year of schooling . The early in the morning cycling for 3 km from bus stand to the school racing competing with Rahul(Friend from “Chobli") sometimes with the school busses ,cars shouting on passbuys , Stairing continuously for long to the school buses “actually to the girls sitting inside “ .Fighting with Mohit (“chaddi” friend from near by village “chandan-heri“ share same cycle ) to ride the bicycle . And then the same excuse for being late “ sir actually bus was late , cycle punchered ,bla bla“ and P.T.I sir with his usual smile looks up out from the glasses says “ mitra sudhar jao “. and mine same unhesitatingly promise “ yes sir pakka kal sey ak dam time pey “ . then the assembly gossip “ Prashant says:- are pata hai aaj jhelum house ka turn hai pakka sweeti and neha will bhe coming on stage for the prayers , vinit rana :-ahh sach she is hot yar ,deepak :- abey mere house ke hai jayda mat bol , gaurav :-dekh bhai muzhe to chenab ke priy.........” P.T.I sir :- attention ,fold your hand close your eyes( actually no body close except the girls but i am not sure ) can never forget the days.
to be continued ...........
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good dear lage raho ;;;;;
achha hai.....hume bhi kabhi us ladki se milwao '''amit kah rahatha badi achhi hai
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