My heart is a battlefield

My heart is a battlefield. Indian culture believes in present life, future life and birth reincarnation.There is a colour of channel in my blood.

I was born on 8th March,2000.In the world's biggest river island, Majuli,my father is a simple farmer and my mother is a house wife in a very backward area of Sri Ram.My childhood passed like the others.My school life started in a school of my village named Milanpur L.P school.I had completed my high school and higher secondary in Sriram Banamali Dev. HS school.I have passed my B.A from Pub Majuli College and now I am studying in Dibrugarh University...

Today, I am going to write about my educational life and struggle. My friends and well wishers have been saying  to  this do this work for a long time.So I sit down to write it.

We all know that there is no amusement in life without  struggle.The real test is got in the struggling life.I have been doing struggle since the childhood.I have been doing struggle for removing my hungriness, saving from the heavy rain and Strom.I have also tried to hide my shame by wearing dress.I have tried to provide the reading facilities to my brother without giving any difficulty to my parents.I have done struggle in these types of situations.

Before telling my educational life, it will be a wrong matter without saying the situation of my house.Although I am going to say my poor situation of my house,my earlier circumstance was good. Let me first say that I don't want to be a mercy to anyone by talking about my poverty. I am going to say this only because i think it is necessary for people who love life.My father was an established businessman and mother was a teacher in an L.P school.But unfortunately it had been destroyed. Suddenly a strom had came and destroyed my whole lives of the family. 

Life struggle started from my childhood. Parents were physically and mentally shattered. God entrusted me with the responsibility of treating broken physical and mental health as well as running the house. I have been struggling since then as much as I have been able to fight against poverty, power and inhumanity.

I was a middle-line student when I was a school. At that time the reading environment in our house was not over. I did not enroll in class IX. The response and mindset of reading was destroyed by me - in the midst of an undesired complex environment. I then enrolled in Sriram Banamali Dev HS School nearby after four months of class. I had an irregular life in my high school life. Almost couldn't go to school. The importance of eating and rearing cattle had to be more important than reading.

I saw  the moon and the stars from my  bed. What a lucky person I am the sain bathed me spontainiously . oh! How many people get the opportunity to feel such cheerful movement . I am rich than others . When I prepared for H.S.L.C  examination . My mother was suffering from illness . Barely , I hed sit for the examination . I have passed on second class (although I am not poor in studies ) despite the result inspired me that I will do my best if I get an appropriate environment. The matter d me and made me jealous. At that time, I have take responsibilites of my parents and our family. Besides reading, I have to earn and take care of my parents. This way ,I pass H.S. with star marks. Although I don't want to do proud.yet the result made me self-confidencial and also made me stronger to bear any situation than before.

          Then I fall in huge problem. Shall I read? And how will I read? In that situation I got admission in Pub Majuli college and major in Assamese. Though I got admission the college was far away from my house. Then I faced another problem.I had to find a room to stayed and I got . Then there created some problems. Everything  had to be managed such as my own expense medicine for my parents ect. In 2017 .I left my house to acquire Higher studies . I went to house once in a week to provision the basic things and the medicine.

                    Noone can believe that I had not a table to read till I passed H.S. examination . I read in a old wooden fram.our villege it's time no electricity.

I faced deep financial problems.I didn't have a choice. What to do?I could not think.I'm too self-respecting that's why I don't like to take others help.So I feel bad with my hands on others. I loved debating and  reciting poems.So I started participating in competitions that has such a prizemoney and won several  arguments like debating, essay writing and poem reciting competitions.

The money with which I could pay the rent of my room & buy medicines for my mother.At the end I got some scholarships which helped me a lot.

The result of the  BA examination has  became the turning point in my life.One of my biggest dream has been fulfilled..the dream that didn't let me go  to sleep for three years.In the year of 2020,I became the best graduate i.e. first class first in the Dept.of Assamese of Dibrugarh University.Thank god.This is the result of my efforts.I worked very hard.In my struggle proffessors of my college,especially respected Mala Gayan ma'am ,who always inspired me mentally a lot. Friends are unique in my life. I would not have fulfilled my dream without them. I am incomplete if I don't take the names of my friends like Munmi,Janti,Babu,Sangita,Paran,Milon and Samiran etc.

I don't end up with the names of my friends,who helped me.

When I became the best graduate (1st class 1st), the  news channels came to our house for my interview. In the first instance,I refused to do these but yet when someone can get an ispiration for me,I helped the media. News live interviewed me.Every news channels and news papers in Assam has shared the news of my capability & my struggles. Many people also think I'm a role model that's why I love myself so much and hopeful that I can do something good in my life.

This is how I'm currently studying in the dept.of Assamese of Dibrugarh University.I wrote about the struggle of my life in the regard to requests of my well wishers.I also have a dream. I am extremely self-confessed. The hope of doing something for the society does not allow me to fall asleep. The dream I dreamt of during the day is also from the society.I believe ,life means struggle. There is no intoxication  in a non-struggling life.Thank God that he gave me a struggling life.