...I have fully given up a hope to meet him again!..

I have totally given up a hope to meet him again!

To retrospect on a bygone days of an innocent boy is just a paralysing matter-All things are mere memories to push me further to grow better. Sometimes a funny recollection, yet scary. Sometimes troublesome, yet a good experience. 

Entering into their guava orchard and getting chased into a deadly thorns is one moment that strikes vividly still today. It had being silly but couldn't answer to the question 'What they would have done, if I were caught and brutally beaten?'

Imposing fearness to the teachers was another moment- staying away between the school and home in thick jungles abandoning the school. Often, my parents unchained their old purses to let ME go happily to the school. I would be absent incase if they can't afford to send me happily. 
The irony is; I was now told that our family was economically backward, socially doomed and many more..

Had parents not been able to make me go happily to the school-abandoned schooling and given up education, 'What would ME be now?' is the question again. It was troublesome to them (parents), yet my lifelong lesson..