bachpan me jana tha'
NCC ka bhi 1k gana tha,

khaki vardi or army soese dekh
fir kya junoon  sa to  aana hi tha .

bachpan ka wo maza knoon me samagya 
kuch dino bad dilo dimag me chahh gya.

fir kuch mehsus hua

bachpan ka wo nanha munna rahi,
najane kab bada hogya,

dekhte hi dekhte college bi start ho gya,

ek din na jaane kahan se sunli obsessive awaaz "line tod"
dil bola dude "may be you are missing something"

puch tach  ke bad pata chala
ho rahi hai recruitment yahi kuch pass.

than .than what?
i only wanted one chance.

my journey started something like that.


and after complete my 1st camp i realised that this uniform is hungry for hard work.

this is how the camp started : when i late 1 mit= 15 minute radha
                                                if i forgot to shaving =20 minit ragda
                                                if i caught talking in lecture = 30 minit ragda
                                                if i try to some MAKRA =infinity ragda

         {  some convo. like
           cadet : am i disturbed you?
           seniour : of course.
                        chaloo 100 pushp start.}


during this RAGda i learned these things.

ragda is just one word but its many types like DADDU, Front roll, buddy task but it was common in all of this "RAGDA khaye ga to bane ga TAGDA" and i feel that after the camp.

i used to listen this every time "ALL INDIANS ARE BROTHERS AND SISTER" and NIC camp proved it.i did no know that i could have so many friends and that too from different cities and states.

                                                 







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