Good Old Days

I really miss writing in Assamese, my mother tongue. A few days back I tried writing something, but I could not even write anything. I started my school in a village called Bahalpur, a very remote village by the side of river of Champabati. My father was posted in that village at that time. There was a hillock in the back ground of our house and we sometimes used to go there in Sundays with Imaan, our domestic help. I have lots of memory of that place. I was there till I was 7 but still this place occupies a special place in my heart. My elder bro who is elder to me by around 3 years was in the same school. One incident that I remember very well was that I don’t know why but somehow I had fight with a guy from my bro’s class. It was a village school, though we were young in age but most of the boys and girls were not that young. So the guy with whom I had the fight he was very big( I don’t how he would look now but at that time everybody else like my bros friends and all looked so big :-)). During the fight I don’t remember how it really reached that stage, he started beating me. From nowhere my bro came and he pushed off that guy and he got into fight with that guy… I was really surprised. He is the kind of guy who used to talk very less and he always used to have fight with me on some matter or other. But I savor that moment. Nowadays we don’t fight. But when I was with him in Bangalore, if in some moment I used to feel bad about something that he said I used to think about that moment……
I was real brat in that time. And I like exploring things. Once some construction work was going on the river and they constructed a temporary bridge over that river with bamboo which was used by the laborers. One day I crossed the river by that bridge with a friend of mine. My mother would have got shock of her life if she would have seen me there, in the middle of the river. But it was fun.
As I said we used to go to that hill in our backside. I have quite a few good memories to share. I will write about that some other day……
Good Old Days :-)