My Personal Autobiography: The Untold Story of my Life
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I promised you in the last article that I will give all the information related to my personal life.It is my untold story that is called my autobiography. As much as I know and my memories are settled, I will bring them out today and all those things in this blog. I will mention. Let me go on with my

autobiography. I was born in Unified Bihar which is now part of Jharkhand state. As soon as the name of Jharkhand comes into your mind, the same water land will be seen as forest mines, but the district where I was born was very backward, although it is currently a border district of Bihar, so that both the Bihari and Jharkhand culture is dominating in the current context.

My birthplace has made its mark as a highly developed district, although the district seems to be losing its historical identity in this phase of development. Is. Like all places, the capitalist trend has been dominated in this district and due to revenue collection, administrative staff also seems helpless.

The exploitation of sand mafia, forest mafia and mine mafia is so dominating that the district is seen crying over its helplessness. Due to which there has been a huge difference in the ancient condition of the district and leaving its cultural values ​​and heritage, breathes its last Is showing Let us assume here that change is the rule of the world and all is justified in evolutionary culture.

33 spring days have passed since my life. It has been a long time, yet such things have been captured in the mind to a great extent. Those Palash trees, Gulmohar trees, beautiful ponds, trees, every greenery, birds, tweets are all over when I used to go to a government school with friends. I used to read in secret all the childhood idiots, devils have slowly disappeared somewhere, today’s children will hardly ever get that age and they will be Dream-ray can not imagine they ever dream has not received the right to come when we slightest felt.

You are reading can understand the importance of each and every word, perhaps how much I am reading by stressing my mind to extract everything related to my childhood. These human beings are also very strange beings, because every human has a different nature here, many people do not want to go into their past.

But it is not the case that every person’s life has some sweet and sweet memories, which is also a big thing in itself.

Therefore, you are also requested to the readers that life is met only once. Therefore every moment of life should be spent very seriously after 8400000 vagaries, it is difficult for human beings to get this form i.e. human beings get life as much as possible. It is a very difficult time for a human being that you can remove such old things with full readiness and patience.

My childhood — Autobiography

When I was born, I used to live in a mud house with my family in my childhood, thatch with thatch tile, what was that clay house, it was probably a hostel of the British era which was later allotted to my grandfather. In which he lived with his family and used to do his daily routine and used to spend his time in that hut in his hut, for us he would be able to do any five star hot Had had no less because Grandpa her hut in ever possible in the hut because us not have any problem had become much they had provided everything comforts. you read my childhood

autobiography.

Mr. teacher to be a nobody at all the big dreams everyone today government teacher wants to be because more money in people’s eyes and relaxing job will hardly. He was a rich man of multifaceted talent, social service writing, education, leadership and know how many qualities were present within him, he was a great writer and a good poet, he was also a good speaker, he also established his identity and also honored him with many honors. A person like Professor Yashpal was also recognized his talent and he also got a chance to work for a long time with

Yashpal . Mr. gave him, he set an example.

Best part of Autobiography

In the present times, only such rare personalities are seen who discharge their works sincerely.

It was perhaps not his nature to flatter.

A lthough, That period was a period of failure because the responsibility of building a large family was also on my grandfather’s shoulder. Out of the four children of grandfather’s grandfather, there were two boys and two girls. He was not and he had the responsibility of teaching them to his younger son, as well as the education of two girls, from their marriage to their marriage and to their gym. Were responsible. Yet I have never seen him worried about this, the all-rounder was a man of temperament and it was in his nature to remain optimistic.

Let me tell you that when I was maybe 2 years old my mother died. After this, my grandmother became my mother and always stayed with me as long as she lived.

I lived my childhood as a grandparent, so I was the star of his eyes. Both of them had a very special contribution in my life and it was only because of them that I could get the courage to live life.

Every Parents’ Dream

Every parent and guardian dreams that their children are enrolled in a school, so at the age of 4, they enrolled me in the most prestigious school and the only private school in the district.

Grandpa did not have enough money to pay the fees continuously and at the right time, yet he cut his important expenses and got his primary education in a reputed private school. Due to financial problem, it was not possible to do so for a long time, so he wished that I could succeed in the Jawahar Navodaya Vidyalaya Entrance Examination conducted by the Government of India so that my better education up to 12th standard could be done through government expenditure.

His heartfelt desire was that I should go to study in Jawahar you read my Navodaya Vidyalaya life — My

Navodaya Vidyalaya, so he enrolled me in a government school. For admission in Navodaya Vidyalaya, it is a rule that the child’s education from the third to the fifth has been initiated in a government school, that is, this school The main basis of the poor and meritorious students of the district can get the basis of good education so that poverty is their talent This was the dream of former Prime Minister Rajiv Gandhi and Navodaya Vidyalaya was a form of that dream.

Dadaji removed my enrollment from child development and got it done in board middle school school, I was also very passionate to fulfill my grandfather’s dream, so I finally passed the Jawahar Navodaya Vidyalaya entrance exam and got enrolled in Jawahar Navodaya Vidyalaya in class VI.

Keeping this test in mind, Grandpa promised me that if I pass this exam

It was like a dream come true because in my eyes I had that dream from the beginning and I was able to fulfill it, after that I started having a bad experience of being away from home. You can guess that someone If the child has been so attached to his home since childhood, and if he has to go to hostel, what will happen on his life?

Autobiography.

The hostel life started from the sixth grade, however it is very sad for any child leaving their home and going to hostel because being away from home is a new experience for a child who enjoys living with his family and loved ones. The child is saddened by the idea of ​​separation from his family.

Dear sister and brothers gave me a lot of love.

Especially the senior class didi made me sit on my eyes and my eyes, due to which my classmates were jealous of me because it was not possible for everyone to enter inside the girls hostel. And it was cherished that often during break time my senior sister used to take me inside the hostel, feed me and give me lots of love. They were probably seen them in my spitting image of his brother. In boys’ dormitory I too had become very cherished of all senior brothers. Well children are children and the habits of all children are also different from each other. Something is different inside every child, which motivates children to do something different. I also had a special hobby in me because I have been crazing a lot of bikes and vehicles since childhood, I used to collect posters of such vehicles and put them on the walls in my room.

Everyone was shocked to know what such demand was, because I have told you that I Grandpa did not want to break his commitments under any circumstances, that is, he did not want to annoy me at all. He also did not want me to ask for anything from him and he could not fulfill it.

I remember how his hairlessness must have been so much because of my hair, today I have understood this very well. Although many people explained to me for this and asked for some more in its option, but where was I going to believe my victory, I was adamant and I kept the new Bajaj Super FE that too navy blue color Agreed with I had talked to my grandfather, who is a minor teacher, as if I had brought the moon out of the sky, but he had fulfilled my stubbornness by getting me a scooter. Grandfather’s friend and many people who heard such demand explained to me in turn, but I did not listen to anyone, but maybe this is like.

Stubbornness for scooter

I do not know how much struggle my grandfather must have had to buy a scooter , because today I am a parent even today. Currently I have become the father of two children today, so I can feel that if a child insists for something, then how many struggles the parents have to give him and how much he can cut his expenses. I have fully understood this fact, because I have come to talk today, I myself understand this very well, children who do not understand a lot and Ni hair turn out and eventually put much trouble to their parents this child when will grow and he can understand this only themselves become parents.

Dear brothers and sisters,

In the sequel of the blog, I will bring my true story in the life of my Navodaya Vidyalaya and in the role of a Navodayan , I will also talk about untouched aspects related to life as far as possible. Doing this, I get very thrilled, often thinking that if there was a time machine, I would return to the same period of time. But at the time, someone has control, the time keeps increasing in its speed and we too go on getting entangled in the fissure of life.

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