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Gurdaspur ……………….. At first we used to go to school in whatever clothes we wanted, but when the order came from above, we were forced to come to school in uniform. White shirt, blue pants, blue socks, black boots with laces, that was our uniform. I was very happy. I had many dreams till I got home. The mother was alive, although she was not angry. By the time I got home I had many dreams and felt myself in full uniform. That fact must be taken into account. ” When he got home, he hit the backpack on the bed and happily picked up the cow from under the buffaloes. My mother was also very happy. She finished her dirty work, washed her hands and took out a piece of blue paint from her flower belt. She took my name and grabbed the tailor to sew it. The shirt given to me was worn by my elder brother who was a little low to me which my mother raised herself, I thought the socks would go to the head, who has to pick up the pants, now there are only boots and shoes left. The matter came to a standstill. Being a government school, it was not very strict, but even the slippers slipped and slipped on my feet, and I had a plan in mind to take them down to the seba (rope), but Sachin took off some of his old boots. I said yes to the day, but then my happiness did not stop, I became happy inside. He took old shoes from Sajjan and instead of playing outside he went home and started cleaning his shoes. Polis was not at home. When he saw the old boxes, they were empty. Finally I soaked a piece of cloth and started cleaning the boots with water in a bowl. Due to the age of the boots, there were cracks in the boots. After getting wet with water, a little sparkle came on my shoes as well as a little sparkle on my face, so I picked up the shoes and put them aside and started carrying out my school work on the bed where I was very happy to see my mother sitting and chewing dal. Today my mother is about to make yellow lentils, but my mother laughs and says, “Son, my son doesn’t like washed coriander lentils, so he started making them. At that time my friend Raju came to my yard and said that I I have been suffering from an illness for the last five years so I have to go to Amritsar today and be admitted to a private hospital and you too follow me and I have no confidence in anyone without you, whether they will support me or not, but I will go to school I told my friend Raju that if you don’t trust anyone then there is only one God, trust him, he will take you out of every difficulty and my friend will accept this and go to a hospital in Amritsar. Entered and his son came back home from him in the evening and told me the whole situation of my friend, then today my friend has got rid of his grief, then all these worries of my friend fell on me then I While I was working on the school, I checked the shoes again and saw that they were worse than before. Dust and water stains dried up and became more E. My face became twice as bad as a shoe. Suddenly my grandmother remembered when my grandmother used to apply mustard oil to soften her shoes. Without thinking, I picked up a bottle of mustard oil, took a cloth bag and started putting on the shoes. After about ten minutes, the shoes started to look good. Mom turned on the light bulb outside. I kept my bag and ate it to my heart’s content. Because of the joy of the shoes, there was also my favorite yellow lentils. Today there were only two beds in our big yard because Elder brother Vicky who left college in the middle of school and started going by truck with daddy. The conditions at home were like this. From the name Pami, it seemed that the girl would be modern but she was very simple. She was very fast in reading. She wore a simple shirt and salwar kameez. When I came to sleep, my mother gave me a glass of milk and at night my dreams kept coming to my friend Raju and his shoes. Sometimes the laces of the plant start to shine, sometimes the boots start to flutter, sometimes the whole school is following me. I think it was the fault of the shoes in taking this dream but Raju does not know where he came from in the dream which is also a thief and a thief. There was a fan in the house, but we brought it after all of us and then the fan was happy. All I wanted to do was read and write, and now I want to work hard. Not even applied …. Skin cream colored fan on the wings ocher (brick colored) color was just my bed in front of the fan. The wind kept blowing, waking up and knocking when that voice came again. I got up, took a bath, my hair was green, I was wearing a white shirt, a pair of blue pants, the tailor was caught in the morning. You shined on the boot, I was even happier. I pushed harder and put on the boots with my feet, it felt a little difficult, but the excitement did not allow the problem to go away, on the other side my friend Raju was putting frown on his forehead. I wanted to see her barefoot, but where did she get the boots after spending money, because my friend driver Raju’s policy was that Pand was quicker than the thief. After a long time, Vadri left his slippers and put on his boots, and his friends arrived at the school talking to their friends. In Prayer, he started resting, rubbing the heels of his shoes in the early hours of the morning, after praying, when he went to class and sat on the benches, his attention shifted to his feet, he felt very difficult. As if someone had squeezed my feet with the ropes of the wind but then I went to drink water many times knowingly. It was useful for me to go again and again. It was as if the ropes were loosened, halfway through, the blisters on the feet began to feel the tingling sensation of playing, the other classmates were also on their feet, I had to show them the boots And started playing with the children of the second class. In two minutes, the entire half of the holiday did not come from the one who was caught. The school bell rang, the eighty (50 paise) given by my mother remained in my pocket today. The sixth period was on the grass outside of us, the sixth period was science and our teacher’s name was Kelly and the teacher’s name was Nimana which we used to teach. Madam used to shout. She used to memorize 5/6 questions daily and memorized almost the whole class. Sachan Nimana Sir and I used to memorize and bring the work of Kelly Madam by writing it down. Because he had trouble hearing, so humble Sir and Kelly Madam would look at our encouragement, they would say OK, write it down and show it to me, it’s my turn The pain in the scalp didn’t even touch the hands because the hands weren’t paying attention, my brain didn’t know where it went, I thought the brain was sitting in the legs and the foot ulcers had gone to the place of the brain. On the same day, the pain in the legs really faded in front of the pain in the feet. The seventh, eighth and ninth periods were over. Was gone. To reach home quickly, Sachan Arya and I crossed the street at the back wheel of Gurdwara Sahib, and I sat down and Sachan walked as we crossed the road in front of our house and fell close to our house. Loosen the laces of the shoes on your feet, then do not dare to take off your shoes, but I took off my shoes with the help of Kachichi. After taking off the boots, it seemed as if someone had given a woolen wallet, as if the ropes of the van had been broken and scattered before seconds. Was I turned my attention to the sky and saw the kite flying. I was very fond of flying kite flying kites. Gone and suddenly all the cheese was numb. That day I quickly cut the kites and came down. My mother asked me to do my homework and when I saw the tea covered, she gave me some bitter and sweet reprimands. Feeling hungry, my mother quickly started making evening flowers. I started doing school work. When I finished all the school work and stood up, my mother had also prepared phoolka for me to eat. It was a bit difficult to get up and wash your feet after eating fertilizers and stealing. I drank milk from my mother hiding the sores on my feet, then I got up late. At night my mother kept talking and I kept looking at the stars. I kept talking while looking at the stars. I don’t know when I fell asleep. My mother did many things, but I did not know and my eyes suddenly opened when the heel skin slipped with the sheet on top. The sore brain became numb but gradually the pain in my feet disappeared. Then I started worrying. So those socks must have been a victim of some disease, for which I told my mother to ask for socks from someone, then my mother explained to me that the son did not ask for socks from anyone and got them. Sickness enters the socks with the sweat of the whole body of the person, so I replied to my mother that if I don’t go to school wearing socks then my whole uniform fits perfectly. What kind of pants did Kelly Madam pick up the socks to check if this student is wearing socks in her feet or not?