Memories of an Indian Boy

yes, I'm back to my writing. well, I have mentioned how aunty Fabienne found me but I forgot to mention how come all of a sudden I landed at the station.so this is how it all began.      I have a family and that includes my father, mother, my elder brother, and a younger sister along with me.so u see I have 5 members. During my old days, my elder brother was like a savior to me. He helped me in all difficult situations and I still look at him as a great person though we don't get along much these days. So my mother is a very short-tempered lady and when she told us to get something from the nearby store and if we asked her once again what she said she would beat us up like hell.i remember she used to beat us with broomstick.and it would hurt a lot .trust me  it would hurt a lot .and we would start to cry " like a devil trying to get out of hell and enter the earth ."she would beat us black and blue . And honestly I was just 4 and my bro 5 and a half, How were we sup

the first school I attended was in Kolkata and it was NANDAN school. it was an English medium for sure but I didn't study there for long as FABIENNE aunty had her plans to send me to a boarding school. Boarding was very fascinating in the beginning but slowly as the days passed by we were treated badly in the school where teachers were telling every student that we were orphan and you know when you are small and if anyone tells you something in front of your friends how much disturbing it is. not only that we were not allowed to go for some outside visit like the other children did. when outside visit was there if by mistake they took us outside they didn't pay money so that we could have something like all other normal children had. These days were like a nightmare to all of us who were a part of the galloping.      And at that point of time, I would curse myself why this had to happen to me ?? But little did I know at that time that I had the best gift and the best people t

It didn't take much time for me to move to a  boarding school. Aunty decided all of a sudden to send me to a boarding school. she called me and said we will be out of station for a day .so I was happy that finally, she was taking me outside on holiday .and later I got to know few more boys are joining me .so it was much better. I was happy that my friends were accompanying me. so began my journey to the boarding. I went for the entry exams and I passed the exams and now I was going to join the school .after a couple of months.so we came back to the home and then after a few days began our preparation for the boarding. Aunty started to take my mathematics subject more seriously. Aunty would sit in the evening with me with my mathematics and she would say me write 10. And me as a genius I  would write 1 and zero which for me was number 10. she would look at me and after a few more try I would start to cry worse than a girl child. so that was me. if someone tried to correct me I

                                                        I was just thinking what will I have for tomorrow when I didn't get anything to have today.so, as a child all I did was wrapped my shirt around me and went off to sleep as it was a bit cold that day.and the only thing which struck my mind was " O GOD   W HY DOES THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME ". Little did I know that destiny had its plan for me.so I went to sleep on the floor with an empty stomach.    the next day was a good day to start as it was a fresh morning and I was feeling fresh but not to forget I was a lot hungry. so I went near the railway food plaza and was waiting for someone to give me something to eat. And that was when a hand was there on my shoulders from behind me. I was so scared and tried to run away.it was the insecurity which I had within me. But the hand which I saw on my shoulders that day till today that same hand is there on my head.she was nonother than" FABIENNE FICHET "