My Life in a Small Town

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Story of my life Ch-1 I was born in the small town of Haldwani(Nainital),Uttranchal.Those were nice days.Carefree,Happy,Real.When i think back about my childhood, i get a picture of a sunny place with lots of greenery with me running around playing with my friends and my parents enjoying the nice weather in the front yard. I lived in a place called Choti Mukhani.it was not my own home. A nice man from Bombay called Pandeyji had given it to us on rent. He visited us occasionally and bought me books of religious Hindi stories to read. My best friend back then was saurav, who i called Golu. We went to different schools but still spent most of our free time together. He had a dog that once bit me.my father then hit it with a stone.one week later the dog died. I had quiet some accidents in that house. Once i was climbing the guava tree in the garden and slipped. I got 6 stiches in my chin. Another time I was taking tea for my grandmother, who was in the roof, relaxing in the sun. As I was climbing the staircase the tea fell on me and burned my chest. I still have a weirdly shaped burn mark in the right side of my chest. The last one that happened there was the big one.it was my birthday. I had a fight with my older brother and he pushed me from top of the bed.my head hit the corner of a window and started bleeding profusely. That day my father was not home.my mother panicked but still braced herself and took me to the doctor.it was also raining that day so there were no rickshaw wallas around. We found one after walking for 10-15 minutes in the rain with my head bleeding.it was a horrible experience and that’s probably why I remember it so well. Although, I do have a happy memory of that day, that of my brother getting scolded for pushing me. Another memory I associate with my childhood is of the grand birthday parties we use to have. My birthday is on 30th July
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