My world, small and happy.

             I first got introduced to his group of friends on the very first day at MIS which was almost 7 years ago. As I got lost from the reception which leads to staircases then to big classes, students were studying quietly, I was late for my first class. with little fright and awkwardness. I somehow managed to find 5'B'. it was in late July summer morning where the typical pungent smell of Bagmati thrilled me, which I was missing the most, back in Germany. I looked around the class, joint desks, well-dressed students around 40 of them, big loaded bag with water bottle and every necessary items, yes, I got the old schooldays flashback at GBBS before I left Nepal. A sweet lady, who happened to be my class teacher stood in front of the class to welcome me. Facing towards the class I introduced myself, the way I learnt in a free and open-minded environment. After my awkward intro, Chanda ma'am mentioned about some hooligans ...