Best is quite unreal, as better is the only way ahead! This debate about rewards, awards, and PR is never ending and will raise many hackles. The only single truth is there is no more immense exhilaration than the #JoyOfLearning - reading, writing and speaking. Back from the Hyderabad Literary Festival, I am convinced that stories alone make us, and we are a story! We had storytellers, booksellers, librarians, artists, activists, sponsors and young people. A beautiful milieu to spread the joy of reading. Books in print, digital form, oral rendition and choreography. We are celebrating 100 💯 years of the Bookstore and have set up a social space above the Bookstore. The Learning Forward India Foundation works to support schools and schooling with reading, writing, speaking and learning. #MyGoodSchool My Good School - above The English Book Depot at Dehradun, visit this social space when you visit the city next city. A brief history of our time 100 Years of The English Book Depot, ope
Image courtesy www.shutterstock.com, used by Oshi Singh for representation only I remember what a refined personality I was born with. My journey started when a lot of metal, ink plastic were put together in the factory. After some finishing touches were made, I was born. I was eagerly waiting for my brothers and sisters. After everyone came, we were sealed and ready to travel. We were kept on the floor in the carton. At first, I thought we were being thrown, but suddenly I heard an appealing voice from the back saying, "Take this carton to truck no. 5, which is going to London." I was really excited! Suddenly, there was a loud thud and the box opened partly. I quickly looked outside, and it was all dark. I slid inside with fear of what might happen next. After we reached the airport, we were kept in a cargo plane, and no one saw that the box was partially open. After everyone had fallen asleep, I came out and saw outside. Everything looked so small from above. After 2-3 days
"Before sharing my experience, I would like to apologise to all the readers who might or can feel wrong about this statement. I am a big fan of k-pop and would explain to my family about each member from different Bands and entertainment. I used to feel very bad when someone I was close with fought with me about all this. My family would tell me that no matter how much I watched their videos, they would not know me. I didn't realise how badly it affected my studies until I did horribly in my exams. After I showed the result to my grandparents, they worried about me being inspired by the k-pop idols after I had sincerely thought about myself on the roof. I wondered why my family would tell me not to see the things I like unless and until that would make me enter the world of fantasy instead of where I belong. I also wondered, Why am I not like the old mini-me, the real me. The extroverted and funny part of me was all I missed. That was the last time I promised my family that
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