Pre-school Days
Stock Photo Courtesy: Deepak kumar on Unsplash Till my uncle from Mumbai visited us, no one at home probably thought of enrolling me in a school. Maybe they thought I was too bright or too dumb to gain anything by going to school at that age. Anyhow, my uncle had made up his mind and decided to take me to a school. He may have got me admitted. But I had the last laugh. I refused to go to school walking and indicated that I’d consider it if a rickshaw was arranged. Since the family didn’t want to commit to a higher expense just to keep me occupied, the plan was shelved. I don’t remember how or when, but remember that I was taken to the Principal who ran a tutorial college attached to a preschool. The radio in his office was playing ‘Allah Allah’ song, sung by M S Viswanathan in his metallic voice. I have heard that song and liked it. So, I didn’t throw tantrums at his office. Little did I realize that the event was just to enro...