High school was the place where I saw that there are people who have grown up in different environments and have different feelings towards each other.I left my primary school after the seventh grade and got admitted to The Vijaya High School, Bangalore.I didn't want to leave my friends but had to.Thinking of it now I feel what happened did so for the better. This venture into a new world gave me new insights of life.I did not feel at home at school for one whole year, the time it took me to make friends and get to know teachers. But beleive me this change in my school brought about a lot changes in me.I was now more interested in sports as I was in my best form playing basketball.The school encouraged me a lot and I literally launched myself in this field.

Teachers were also as diverse as the students.Some were just worried about the hand-writing, write anything neatly you get marks.this led to the proverb among us "Do mistakes neatly and it won't be noticed."There was a teacher who didn't like people who laughs.(Really I am not lying.) There was a teacher who would make us write till he lost his breath and beleive me, his lungs were oil tankers.There was a teacher who was an author also and would tell us stories from her book during class hours and bore us to death.There was a teacher who was more concerned about the way you sit in class than how you fare in your exams.I think thats enough about teachers.I will tell you about each of them later.

I hereby declare that all incidents depicted in this page are TRUE LIFE INCIDENTS that took place in my life.You can sue me if you prove that no such incidents took place at all.All legal procedings have to be conducted in Bangalore Civil Court,Bangalore,Karnataka,India.