September 24, 2011
September 23, 2011
Here I learnt my ABCs and fractions. I sang, I danced. I wrote poems. I ran races and spent hours on the swing. I prayed at the church. Believed in the rumour about the ghost in the church. I browsed for hours at the tiny library. I borrowed a book about dollhouses once, and spent a summer creating them. I watched cartoon movies here once a week, huddled with the whole class. I listened enraptured to the music teacher's guitar playing. I ate lunch under the shade of the trees. I played in the sun. I queued to get into the school bus. I learnt. I played. I started my life here. I loved my life here.
Donbosco Primary School, Jorhat.
September 22, 2011
September 17, 2011
Gauhati Medical College. I did my MBBS from here. Nestled atop a hill, surrounded by lush greenery, towering over the whole of Guwahati, the terrace gazing at the mighty Brahmaputra, quaint paths winding uphill to it, calm and serenity resides here. I am fortunate to have been a part of it.