I arrive by a bullock cart and not my bike. They run past me bare foot without a care in the world.

I remove my shoes and go out in the sun. I run. Not the run with measured steps and controlled breathing. I let my hands and legs loose and run like a child, an excited child. And then I pant. I ruffle my neatly styled hair and try to make it look disheveled. I try to aim a stone to the nearest mango hanging. I speak in a carefree manner and try to ape the accent. I play with the roped wooden top and meddle with marbles. I try not to be disgruntled with the slightest of the sweat dripping off my chin and with the slightest of dirt on my shorts. I forget cutlery and eat with my hands. I imagine that I have always done so. I try not to be silent and dignified. I shout with joy when playing. I put a towel around my neck and roam the village streets. I don't swim with carefully honed freestyle strokes in the river. Instead I let my body float in the water and dive off the rocks. I don't keep looking at my watch and keep track of time. I don't follow any deadlines. I don't keep any reminders. I sleep like a log and get up to the fresh rural air.

And when I am done, I come back and get back to what I am.

Great Thoughts

1. Nothing can be taught, everything can be learnt. That’s the first principle of complete education
2. If it could take an engineer like Archimedes so many years to unravel the principle of density, how can you expect a child to get the concepts clear at a tender age of 10?
3. Three sentences for getting success : Know more than the other, work more than the other, expect less than the other
4. You can be only yourselves. Everyone else is taken .