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Working towards making a life out of writing, in the past few months I have learnt to take a back seat and view my work.

At times like these, I wonder how different a certain piece could be or  how would a certain writer/editor/designer work on it. At one such wannabe intellectual time, an interesting thought entered my head.

What if I had gone to a better school for my primary education?

I went to a not-so-brilliant school for six years of my ten year school(pre-college) life.

The school didn’t entirely suck but I completely did while I was there. I was always in the under-performer’s division and never had the drive to do better.

Then, when I was eleven J. B. Vaccha happened. I was shocked to hear teachers talk in English. I slowly started adjusting. But the adjustment was super slow. For instance, I had single digit marks in Science. A subject I would score a 90/100 in the earlier school. I was broken and convinced that I was academically challenged.

It was not until the last year of school when I met some great teachers and scored a great percentage did I realize the worth of getting out of that stigma.

So getting back to the wonderment,this morning I wondered how different things would have been, had I started with a better schooling environment and once again a thought invaded my brain. I would have not been the person I am today. That progression from being around children from humble backgrounds to stinking rich  clan was necessary to help me stay grounded.

I would complain to Dad saying, “They are all rich dad’s spoilt daughters!” he would say, “What do you have to worry? You are a spoilt dad’s rich one!” and we would giggle.

I look back now and I am glad I started at the school I did. I would have had better academic environment or better pronunciations at a much earlier stage in life but the very core of my personality and identity would have been different.

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