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MEMORIES

--YASTIKA JHA, ISC 2020

In Class I, I remember staring blankly at my Mathematics

workbook and wondering when this misery called

'Education' would let me live in peace. I sat there counting

down the years to the coveted Class XII when I would

finally get to leave school without having to come back

for another year. Then a passing stranger informed me

that there would be more studies, considerably more

difficult, coming my way after Class XII. I understood, I

was destined to remain trapped in a constant, ever-tiring,

soul-less timetable. Of the variety of things that can be

said about the current year, some disappointing and

others not so gracious, one important fact that still stands

indomitably above the rest, to which all the others may

boil down to, is that this is a year of many firsts.