Dilli Diaries
I didn’t like the first look of Delhi. The language was new to me, the people were rather rude and the weather was awful. When my family landed there, it was hot, really hot. Since the admission deadlines for most schools were over, I joined a school called Kathuria Public School in south Delhi. It was almost like a government school with very limited facilities. My parents weren’t too happy about my being in this school. Tin roofed row of classes and a play ground in the middle, this was not “our” standard. I also thought this school was about okay (at least the look of it) and I did hope to move out from there the next year. I made a good friend whose case had been similar to mine. We had been too late to join any other school. Nevertheless we enjoyed every day there. The teachers, students everyone around me seemed really nice. I actually quite loved it. A year went by easily. My parents applied for my admission in Delhi Public School. Yes, the popular and much acclaimed “big” s...