I am going to share few memories of my home town here.
When I close my eyes, and try to recollect some thing from past, a picture often pops-out in my mind, a image of a small town in the heart of Chhota-Nagpur, surrounded by the mountains from three sides. It seems like a place in the lap of nature. I can see a small boy carrying a bag on his back, running out of school and rushing all the way to reach play ground as soon as possible. Guest House, football ground, Club, Hospital, and a bunch of schools -- start dangling in front of me one by one. Those, who belong to this place, must have guessed by now. I am talking about my small home town 'Bhawanathpur Township', a raw material division of Bokaro steel plant. This place is blessed with all basic facilities -- Water, Electricity, Schools, Hospitals, Parks etc -- despite of being in the poorest region of country.
Public sector might be remembered as a failure story of Indian economy by next generation, but It has given a new life to thousands of people. I am one of the blessed individual among them. I spent my entire childhood there. Often I get lost in memories of those mountains, where I spent hours gossiping with friends, playing chess on the picks of mountains, and reading books in the lap of nature. Idea of making a raft using the bunch of bamboos for crossing the dam is one of funniest memories of my childhood.
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