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THE FIRST HARVEST

Welcome to anwesananda.blogspot.com!!!We'll discuss all matters under earth through this blog.
I would like to know your honest opinion regarding the blog.My mom and sis' are cracking jokes now and my dearest father is pretending to fall asleep.I also join the 'gang' whenever possible.There is a lot of hilarious laughter and joy around me.
The eternal quest of human life is happiness.But our means are different,goal same....Sounding typical 'moral scienceish'! I would love to know your ideas of happiness.Please take sometime off and think,"What is happiness for me ?" and post a reply as soon as possible.Perhaps that's the reason I named my blog "My Life and Times".
Now something that will surely make you laugh.I live in Orissa,India where English is taught as a second language right from primary levels.In the kindergarten (called popularly as KG), children are taught to answer questions like 'what is your name' and bla bla bla..One of my cousins was enrolled in such a school.He is a hyperactive guy and very very clever. First his classmate was asked,'What is your father's name?"Pat came the reply,"My father's name is Venkatesh Pani." Then our little 'Napoleon' was asked the same question and he emphatically declared,"My father's name is Venkatesh Pani".(The copycat syndrome ..)The whole class bubbled with laughter.He came home and described the incident to his mother. I leave it to you to think about the consequences.
Jokes apart, are we creating a vast pool of memorizers or educated individuals?
Signing off now ,
Yours
Anwesa.

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