DVHS....where I learend what life is....

After spending 6 years in a CBSE school(engleeeesh medium!).... it was in March 1996 that I shifted to Devi Vilasom High School,Kumaranalloor, of type of the typical locals school one can find in all villages of kerala. Even though the school belonged to the local temple admin, it was a govt aided school .So, it was a very contrasting change for me. I entered the school to write the final exam of Std:6, many of the subjects new to me. I managed to learn all of them in just 2 weeks. All I needed was a pass mark and hence wasnt tense much.

Life took a new turn from Std:7... From the tiresome strictness of a so called "high level" school.. I was re-enetring the common man's world.... YEs! my years in DVHS made me a common man.. so U are owing DVHS a cheer, cause else U wudnt be reading this. Indian tradition insists that " Teacher is God".. I never had felt it b4 i reached DVHS.... i still remember each and every one of them..... from Saavithri Antharjanam, my class teacher in Std:7 , to Suma teacher who was the Headmistress of the School when I passed out.

DVHS taught me many things:

1. That all classes are not to be attended..or CLASS BUNKING...

2. How to eat Sip-Ups..... PRIMITIVE FREAKIN OUT....

3. Over exposure to SUN wont burn you alive, it just darkens you....

4. Mango,Tamarind etc are gud to eat when its raw. Its even better , if it belongs to someone else...

5.There are schools which take 25ps as Library fees and 50ps as Laboratory fees

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and above all

N) The most versatile yet simple, fierce yet romantic, structured yet user-friendly language is my mother toungue MALAYALAM........

" Samskrutha Bhasha than Swaabhavikojjassum...
Saakshaal Thamizhinte Soundharyavum......
Othu chernnulloru Bhashayanen Bhaasha....
Mathadikolkabhimaaname Nee...."....