The QU | Good Evening..

Bhat Sir: Hey Prashant..i going to dairy, are you coming..

Aaa, ok; wait a second. I will come..


Its alomost 1KM from bhat sir home, every day he use to go for dairy and have fun at there for almost hour. It was the daily routine for most of the people;..they use to come there for one or the other reason and have fun and go home with a laugh. Everybody use to enjoy the funchat..

I had no work, since was not aware from where and what to start. I was just roaming here and there like a back paper student. Even though I felt some time bored, I njoyed beauty of nature and life most of time..

Bhat sir was processing the milk and I was just looking at the face all around and introducing myself …

Suddenly I heard the sound of volley ball.

I am fan; I never played as much as I liked it. But I never missed the match; tournaments near my village or on TV. As rest of the world followed cricket and other games. I use to follow volley ball; you may think I am silly.

I took a time frame from but sir, I went near to the playground.

They were six; three in each court.
And they were having fun..

I sat outside the court on school cement frame. And watching the way they play the game.
After some time I was getting angry bcoz they were not at all showing respect to each other

or to the game..

I walked out ..caught ball and said.

You all are not kid. Play like a Champion..
The way you people are playing, I can beat being alone…


I was not introduced myself and I setup wrong platform..
And situation was getting tough for me..

One guy glared at me and took the ball out my hand,

I made eye contact purposefully..

One person came towards me and said..i bet you ..
If you take one point, I will give 10 Manichchand… everyone laughed
( it was beautiful slang..)

I don’t know, where it was..The Spirit..
I took the ball from them and left to the other court..

Started tapping on the ball…

And Said.

Let's Start…

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The QU | Sun Rise …

It’s been week, I am here..really speaking I got bored . Simply because I don’t find anything to do.
Other than answering to every one, why I am here…

You know, I am not able convince even one person, kid..!! That I am here do some project…
Every one doubts., and questions will come like bullets in battle ground
Whenever I am stuck, bhat sir will help me to come out..

One thing I should say that every day I use meet one or the other person, Involve in their routines
Travel with them to their plantations, hills..forest..
Listen to their sons and daughters stories..their struggle to make them what there and
Their pride towards son/daughter . . .

Some are funny, really interesting but some are very boring..
I can’t help much on myself for all these , but all these talks helped me to understand the expectations,
their hopes,
and life..

I use to go for jogging every morning for almost 2km, where I found the banyan tree..i found that place is very beautiful…

a small river nearby..
thick forest…
morning wave…
sun rise…
singing birds…
all that made that place like a heaven ….
I have canon cam, I always looking some pics..i njoyed it clicking all around…

One day I was sitting near banyan tree and reading about Dhirubayisim book..and I saw someone is approaching towards me. .
He stud in front of banyan tree, far away from me.
I said Hi.. with big smile..

He smiled back without moving his feet..
I stepped forward..

Suddenly he started…

You are Prashant right..?

Ya…,your name…?

Ravi..

Nice to meet you..

Thanks…

Do you come every day for jog..

Ya, actually last week there was tournament and I ran for fun but accidently I got medal. So my teacher pushing to prepare for next level. So I started to come every day..

What do you run…

Last time I ran for 100mt, 400mt, 1500mt and…even 800mt also..

Ok, that’s great..

I got medal in 1500mt and 100mt,

Are you coming back…

Oh, ya..Do you mind If I click some more photos and then we move ..

No issues..

After failed attempt of clicking flying bird we started moving back..

At what time you start.., I start by 5.30 – 6.00 and will spend some time here and go back..

I also start almost same time, but you stay in bhat sir house right…, from that place my home is almost 500mts ..tomorrow I will come to your place 5.30 ok…

Ok, that sounds good..

You know, my sister … Rashmi...

No..

She is politician…

Oh, yes bhat sir said that you have to meet her, she will help you in case you need any help politically..

Ya..but she is not there today. You can come tomorrow…I will inform her.

Ok..thats fine..bye…see you tomorrow morning..