For the past few weeks I's busy with my hectic schedule ,though found some time to read the blogs of friends,didn't find time to post something new.

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While returing to hometoday to my room saw something that reminded me my childhood days. A young kid used some abusive language and immediately chased up by his mother to render an appology then and there itself[ Kids in western countries have a feeling Indians and chinese are taking away the jobs due to higher IQ and low salary,so they hate Indians and chinese it's not applicable to all kids tough
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I learnt it from very young age by grace of my parents. To accept the mistake and render an appology.Some time we find it very difficult to say sorry and accept our fault even if we are at the wrong side.

My dad was SDO (Sub divisional officer,administrative head of a subdivision) of a small but scenic beautiful place on eastern part of India. Those days with less political influence govt. officers used to command power and respect . I's barely age of 4 when I was admitted to a near by school just beside our palace like govt residence. As far as I remember I's an avg student during my initial school days,less interest on study more emphasis on extra curricular activities  .(very naughty)

My papa got me a pair of black BATA shoes(boots) on some festive occasion!!!The other chaps in school used to come in chappls or white canvas shoes. The day I wore the BATA black boot I was in seventh heaven.
Unfortunately I had some altercation with one of my classmates during the play breaks  ,I kicked that fellow hard on the butt  using my newly acquired weapons the black boots,believe me those days BATA shoes were made of really quality leathers,so u can imagine the pain the poor fella has to bear in the butt.Tough I had a guilty feeling later on but I didn't have guts to say sorry or accept that I did ny thing wrong.This issue was immediately brought to the notice of my head master by the monitor of my class.Though I escaped unharmed without any caning from him ,my worst fear came true when he threatened me to bring this matter to notice of my Papa.

All the well wishers tried their best to hide this incident from papa(Starting from the orderly to PA uncle),but papa got a wind of the incident.The next day he came to my school with me and I was instructed to render and apology to my friend
before the whole class . I almost said those words of apology in chocked voice and was really ashamed of my behaviour. I don't remember after this incidence I ever used my boot to kick anyone hard on the butt.

But I learnt my first lession without a single caning either from my teachers or parents.