After that announcement, I was unable to hold my legs on the ground.  I was eagerly waiting for the day when I would compete and win the cycle race to be held on the annual day celebration in our area. I knew I had a very big chance of winning the race.  I didn't know why I thought so. 

I had to enroll my name for the competition.  The list was getting longer as more and more enrolled their names.  Along with cycle race there were other sports/competitions to be held.  I had found that the list of competitors for cycle race was longer than any other.  And my name was in the middle of the list.

Then the time came to practice.  Though I was very good at cycling, I wanted to tone it further to enhance my chance of hitting at the top of the final result.  So, I had to ask my friend who would arrange for a cycle.  Yes, I had none.  I used to borrow cycles from my friends and relatives to paddle  as my father couldn't afford me one.  May be that's how the eagerness aroused for cycling and winning the race had become one of my dreams.

My friend somehow managed to get me a cycle which was his father's friend's son's cycle.  I had to take care of the cycle as I would not afford the repair expenses.

Then my mornings would start before the sun rises and I practiced on the broad main roads and narrow lanes without traffic.  And in the evening sessions went with heavy traffic.

The day had finally arrived.  There were hundreds or may be a few thousands of people gathered on the battle ground.  Competitions, one after another went off well and the announcement of winners and runners excited everyone.

Then came the important competition, cycle race.  I was dreaming of my name being announced on the mic.  Every competitor was asked to take mark along with their cycle.  I was on my cycle at fourth from the right in the line.  Then the whistle was blown to start the race.  Without thinking I put my right leg on the right paddle and the left leg on the left paddle. My cycle was moving faster than others.  I found that when I couldn't find any one to my left and right sides.  Yes, I was leading the race and touched the final line first.

The results were announced and my name was at the bottom of the final results.  Who touched the final line was the winner.  Oh! I had lost my sight on the competition announcement which read Cycle Race and below 'Slow Race Competition'.
I started hating the word ‘study’ ever since I had graduated and another word ‘exams’ which was the main cause for the hate.  I like the words ‘learn’ and ‘experience’ and even ‘read’ instead.  I feel these words mean more than just the words I hate.  Though I was an above average student throughout my school and college days, I found the books which contain the subjects were just the piece of papers put together and bound.  

The last time I went to school was when I had to cast my vote in the Election 2014.  Otherwise I had no intention of going to school again.  Contrary to my hate, I liked the school days more than my college days.  I had just few friends in school days and lesser in college days.   I played lot when I was in school and had fun in the class rooms.

I had to go to school again a few days before to admit my son in a pre-school nearby home.  Nowadays the purpose of sending our children to schools is not just for studies but for schools to instruct us to teach our children at home.  I don’t have any idea if we can teach our children then why do we send them to school and pay lump sums.  

So It seems like I have to ‘study’ again as I need to help my son in his studies.  I'm going to learn the English alphabets A to Z again.  One way, I feel excited that I'm going back to school days once again.  May be I’ll study those things that I left out learning in those days.  I'm back to school.

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Today, it is a gift to those who spends their lifetime just by cooking in the kitchen. Yes!  It is Microwave Oven, a kitchen appliance, founded by Percy Spencer.

Percy Spencer, once again, like any other inventor, was born in America in the year 1894.  It is obvious that great achievers are from the bottom of life.  Yes, Percy was born in a poor family.  He lost his father in his young age.  To take of his family, he was forced to work.  He joined as an electrician in a paper company when he was just twelve.

In 1912, the year when the great ship ‘Titanic’ submerged, the message was conveyed through wireless telegram.  When heard about the usage of wireless telegram, Percy was interested to learn the technology.

Later, during the First World War, Percy Spencer was entrusted to look after the production of the machines for sending messages wirelessly.  In the year 1920, he joined another company, producing Radars.   

In 1941, he was entrusted to look after the production of the sub product of Radars, Magnetron.  This sub product helps to create radio signals by which Radars work.  By his hard work, Percy was able to produce more than 2000 machines whereas the average capacity was only 17 in those days.  He spent most of his time in the factory so he had no time even to have lunch.  So he stored chocolates in his pockets and ate them whenever he was hungry.

One day in the year 1945, as usually he was testing a Magnetron.  The chocolate in his pockets melted in a few seconds.  He was thinking about this incident and kept a corn that burst all around there.  Finally, he found that the radio signals coming from the Magnetron was the cause for this. 

That’s how he invented the Microwave Oven that helps to cook things faster.  Percy Spencer was died in the year 1970.

One day Winston Churchill went into a very bad hotel in the city.  He saw his school mate working there.  After enquiring about his wellness, Winston asked his friend ridiculously, ‘Is this where you’re working?’

His friend strongly replied, ‘Yes, but I won’t eat here’.

Apart from writing, Tolstoy got involved into many other things.  He did small works and also worked in the field etc.  One day Tolstoy was standing in a railway station.  He looked like a coolie.  A woman in the train called him and told, ‘Sir, my husband has gone to hotel to buy foods and he hasn’t come yet, the train is about to leave.  Please let him come here soon. I’ll pay for that’.  She told him about her husband’s appearance.

Tolstoy went and brought her husband.  The lady gave him a penny for his work.  After some time the lady realized that he was the famous author Tolstoy.  She got down the train and went to him.

‘Sir, sorry I’ve mistaken you. I wasn’t aware that you’re the author Tolstoy.  Please forgive me’

‘Madam, I won’t feel inferior because you’d mistaken me as a coolie.  But please don’t ask the money you gave me as it is my salary for my work’, Tolstoy told.

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