Part 1 : Garden of dreams

Monsoon at my door, little bit feeling drowsy that day but I had to attend my first day of school. Who am I? The common question of the society, whenever we human had to say something about anything but I wanted to skip that old fashioned approach of introducing every character that I am going to mention. So, where was I, oh, yes, I was feeling less active for my first day of high school. The rainy season just trying to whistle to my ears when my first day of high school started. I wasn't ready for it, out of nowhere sudden rush of airy storms in my ways, pushed me to hurry. By the force of weather, I ran off to my school, there I rushed to fall over a guy in black raincoat. He was there for his little sister's admission. I was fully awake after fallen into him. Me and him were not ready for that accident. As embarrassing as it was, we didn't even glanced each other, nevertheless about introducing each other to know but he managed to ask me where was the admission office, so, like a good, obedient, well mannered kid, I showed him where it was and he apparently went there with his soaked up documents. I wasn't late but I didn't wait for him either. It turned into a beautiful day within 10 minutes, gloomy heavy day turned into a little bit stormy airy day. I found out that we had to attend to a student orientation program. Our orientation program held in the hall, it was far from our school and teachers room, in between we had a field surrounded by the rose and lily garden along with iron benches and just in the back, there was a student hostel with cafeteria, there was a hospital alongside in the corner of that row just for school campus, there was a staff room with it and student activists space, various kinds of student clubs free spaces that were still not reserved by the students, indoor swimming pool was only attached with the hall where our student orientation was held. It was a grand arrangement. On one side of the hall there was arranged all seatings for the students for seminars and on the other side there was a dance floor, buffet arrangement with washrooms. From the hall, the beautiful view of the sea green swimming pool could be enjoyed. Our swimming pool was tiled and designed with sea green, white marble floors and there it was engraved, our school and university logo, a snow white swan getting ready to fly. We could use wash room as a lounge. It was wide enough to coexist with other gender, to lie down or to change our uniform. We also had our own lockers. It started, our orientation, we all shared our own colourful dreams with our dean who had a great influence on our headmaster and principal. He assured us that we all could achieve it if we work for it. What I saw that we all had our own dreams but it's all inexpensive. Garden of dreams shining through the all students eyes with hopeful colours that could be seen in the near future probably, but who was going to care if it's not going to be achieved or shine because all we like to see was, the shining stars that didn't even needed any teachers guidance by their own brilliance. However, our school was separated in three sections elementary school, high school and university where students could take higher studies as many as they could. I was in high school section. Our school tried to make us as good as they could trained, to be a good citizen of our country, so we should not be the burden of any kind by staying, living, eating and shitting in our country, that's the main objectivity and aim of our school, atleast that was what I thought on my opinion. They educated us, trained us through student activists various club members. These clubs got their membership through the interest on particular subject, it could be book readers, ancient historic relic or book collectors, cartoonists, manga artists, journalists, speakers, planters, stamp collectors, theaters, writers and many more things, as long as we were not harming the environment of our university, it was okay. Our activists were chosen by the school authorities, school and high school was under the same jurisdiction ruler as precisely I might say a warlord who was the member of university authorities. So, nothing was easy. Everything was under the moonlight trees where everything could not be seen. Our activists work were simple, they just needed to approve and welcome us with their open arms as a club member and help us to trained ourselves on our subject, so we could make out a profession from it, if we could. Our uniform was also provided by our school. Sewn, cleaned, dried and ironed uniform, we had to collect it from the school every week. It was easy to study in our school, we just needed to attend everyday that's all, everything would be helped out if we any numb skull ever suffered. Yes, we knew that we were not the children of any scholars or inventors or any dripping brilliance humanoid or any scholarship achievers or born intellect so, we needed to work more harder to make the environment clean of our country, atleast not a burden or garbage that's what we had to prove by graduating from there. Meanwhile, that guy I met earlier was a police officer, later I knew from him when I spoke to him. He was there for getting admission of his little sister in school. He was writing an application for installation payment program, so he could pay without suffering. I said earlier, we all trained up there from our primary level to highest level. I saw how seriously he was applying for his kid sister. I said nothing but to walk away for that day from school to my heavenly pleasurable armchair that was waiting for me at my room.