It was way back in 1995, when the city was still under a developing stage, human relations didnt degrade and no sophisticated technology existed. There used to be a small lane that was full of green trees and their blooming flowers that added to the lane’s beauty. There was a small school at the end of that lane.22nd June,1995,
10:00 am,
Primary school building,
Hyderabad.
“So why did you opt this school sir, have you heard about its reputation anywhere??”
“Not actually, my son was very particular to join here”
“Oh is it..??” “Kid! Why were you particular about this school???”
“One day I and my dad were going to market through this place..i saw some students drawing pictures on that blackboard, I liked it very much and also there was supposed to be a poster stuck near that board..where is it??”
“Is it the worn out poster lying there??”
“I guess so”
“wow! Two hours before, a boy took admission here. He too told the same..when asked his reason of joining here”
“that poster may be attractive, Madam..these kids obviously love those”
“No! sir..not at all…actually that one has been removed long back..the headmistress didn’t find anything interesting in that one”
“It has a wonderful secret in it”
“What???”
“Have a look at it keenly”
The receptionist pressed the alarm that she had on her table. The peon came running setting right , his cap.
“Get the old poster lying there in the corridor”
He immediately reacted and got the poster In a moment.
“So what’s the secret in this, kid..??”
“look carefully at the tree in this pic..”
The receptionist and the person who came with that kid diverted their attention carefully towards that tree.
“Wow! “, both of them exclaimed.
“two persons holding each other’s hands…marvellous I didn’t know that this one is having such a great meaning”, the receptionist exclaimed.
“may be the boy who took admission few hours back might have noticed the same”..she said “What’s his name???”, the kid asked out of enthusiasm.
“just one second….nithin…vikas,,,yess.AKASH”
“aakash..nice name na dad??”
“Yes ! nice one”
“Can you show his photo..mam?” , the kid asked.
“here it is”
The kid examined the pic and returned it to the receptionist.
“sometimes,rare incidents like this happen,sir..many have watched that poster,no one was interested..but two small kids of five years have caught its secret”, the receptionist said with a surprised face.
The peon came and handed over the admission form to the parent.
“Ok! We’ll leave”, parent said.
“Sure sir! By the way what’s your name cutie??”, she asked the kid.
“Gandhi”
“excellent name”
After that kid and his father went away. The receptionist wrote down…
Class lower kindergarten ‘A’:
1)vikas
2) Anthony
.
. .
…
“23)Aakash kumar
24)Vivek Gandhi”
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