The Shitty “road” to School.
The Shitty “road” to School. One side of the road was a stone compound wall for almost half a kilometer along the road while the other side was a wide opened ditch. There was another way to school, a main road, I was too shy to go by that road with a torn school bag and a pair of torn shoes that exposed my great toe and the little toe in each shoe. But always covered up telling – ‘I am sacred of traffic’. Being embarrassed of the state being was strictly prohibited then and even now. I didn’t complain much about it, since it changed nothing. The white canvas was always a trouble on Saturdays to begin with and later even on Wednesdays, when the school decided to see us clad in white pants and a coloured House shirts, mine was green at first and then yellow. It was more of a luxury to have a separate pair of shoes and white pants for 2 days a week. Having them washed or rubbing them with white chalk was one trouble while, protecting it from the bullies who would stamp on it w...