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Last day madness
Tomorrow is the last school day in St. Michael’s School, and everybody is just crazy. I just heard that a boy had written a long poem praising his teachers and friends. A girl had been shedding one tear after another. This girl, I remember, did cry at the end of every academic year. Some things…
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Schools and schools
When I was 2 years old, I was fortunate enough to get Durgapur for a hometown. First year—we lived in City Centre. From the next year onwards, we lived in Bidhannagar. I went to a kindergarten or a nursery for children, which I didn’t like at all. Then, owing to my utter bad luck, I…
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