Tuesday, July 28, 2009

School Memories are Incomplete Without This

This is the hand cart you see close to many a school near Bandra by lanes, this guy is going towards the Marathi Municipal School near Ram Mandir road.

He is a migrant from UP and a very peaceful man, he is part of every childs growing up, every childs school memories linked to the junk that he sold..

Fred Miller in Pune too must have eaten all this which nourished your brains , a wise one told me so.

Our Bhaiyya was a kindly soul outside Holy Name High School Colaba , in the evenings he set up his stall at Strand Road close to my house.

The most notorious kid in our school was a very simple tame looking guy, Anil, he would kill flies crush them and add them to powdered supari and jeera goli and give it to kids who did not know of this prank..

We took nothing from him ever.

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