The greatest works on earth have been for the welfare of this imagination. To dream of the future requires imagination, those who have no imagination have nothing to give to this world. Our country's education system completely erodes that imagination and creativity.
A lump of cry broke out in the chest. Once again, there are fun moments to wander around. There are good times in each of us. What we forget, or want to forget, in the rule of time. But school life carries a special meaning to everyone. With this memory, we can walk the path of the next life. The name of the mother is strangely involved in this life. The mother-made tiffin shared with everyone, tied her mother's hair, dressed in saris at Class Nine, and wept with the first mother in love. Half pants that are worn by the mother come short. Crying came to his mother after throwing a hammer while playing. To wipe the sweat off the forehead with a finger. If you do not read, eat Master's ear or read the blessing hand on your head.
