Vishakha continued and said , “ But let’s think how badly he was punished by my great grand father, in my view Kavita Didi and Shamu were childhood friends and Shamu didn’t do anything wrong ,they were just playing and were misunderstood by great grand father. No one has right to punish another man like it. “ The school bell rang and all went inside their classrooms, after attendance they had to go for their sports practice. Deepa was practising but Shamu behind the water’ s clap pot was appearing in her mind. Among all these odd even incidents Vishakha’s brain memorising Viraj. Viraj never looked at her directly but twice ir thrice their eyes locked. Both the youngsters got attracted towards each other. Both were smart and attractive, studious and having interest in sports too. There were occasions like Independence Day or Republic Day when the whole village celebration collectively made together. Early morning’s March past from a specific point to the Boys school’s big ground. Flag hoisting by the Tehsildar ( at that time he was Viraj’s father ) and then some interesting sports sweets distributors and the complete crowd getting dismissed. Students and teachers hard practice always behind this one day’s celebration. ———Continued ——
मेरे बारे में---Nirupama Sinha { M,A.{Psychology}B.Ed.,Very fond of writing and sharing my thoughts
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