Anamika

Now my intimate friend Shantiniketan wanted to listen to my teachers. Now I was going to tell you about Mitali di, my craft teacher. She was very sincere and hard working. She loved us very much. We had learnt to make dolls, various types of paper decoration, boutique, bandhne , kathiari stitch, Gujarati stitch, applique work etc.

The name of my Hindi teacher was Manoramadi. One day we went to Prantik station with her only to sit on a train... Then we returned to her quarter. There we cooked khichdi and chutney. We also drank Coca-Cola. We enjoyed the trip very much.

Now I was going to tell you about Ambujda, our zoology teacher. He was tall, slightly grave. We liked his teaching

One day he was late for the class. We wrote a poem about him on the blackboard. Seeing that poem he became very much angry. and dismissed the class for the day.

There were many other teachers. All were good to us. But that evening I became tired because I had done much more household work. So I said goodbye to my friend   Few days had passed. I didn't see Santiniketan anywhere. I was worried for him. I didn't go where he might go. But every moment I was waiting for him. At last, he came one day. He told me to go for an outing. Every day sitting and gossiping, in the same way, seemed to be boring to him. He said to me that he went to arrange an outing place for us. The next day we went there. That was a very beautiful place full of natural beauty. I became happy to see this greenery. The trees were overloaded which colourful flowers. There was a vast lawn. We sat there happily. This time I gave a suggestion to my friend. I said now you had to tell me about your study. He replied all right. He brought sweet berries for me. He began to talk about himself. Many, many years ago, he was all alone. There was not a single person to whom he could share his weal and woe. Then he lived a life of a vagabond. Gradually Maharshi Devendra narh Thakur, Gradually he converted the dacoits into farmers . They cultivated the land and the barren land was full of several big trees .ln this way, he was developed. The night came. We had to part for the day.

Again, we met each other with new stories of our life. In this way, time passed away. Our intimacy was growing day by day. That day we sat as usual to share our thought . He was very enthusiastic to tell his story. A brahmacharya school was founded there. At first, there were only five students. Rabindra Nath Tagore struggled at his best . At last in 1901Visva Bharati University was established. Students and scholars began to come from many countries. I looked gorgeous. In this way, I became world-famous. Anamika was listening to everything quietly. At last, Anamika said that she was really proud of him.