Category Archives: Memories of my life

I almost lost my life

Posted on November 1, 2018 by Abeesh Thomas

@2003, Baroda It was a calm morning. Like always, I was returning home after my night shift at Amtel, riding on my silver kinetic honda. I had just passed the Bhartiya Vidhya Bhavan school. And suddenly, in front of my … Continue reading →

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My College Days in Baroda – II

Posted on August 8, 2014 by Abeesh Thomas

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After my 12th, I was upset about not getting admission in medicine or engineering. At that time, I stumbled upon this verse from the Bible – John 16:20 Truly, truly, I say to you, That you shall weep and lament, … Continue reading →

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My College Days in Baroda – I

Posted on May 16, 2014 by Abeesh Thomas

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XII changed my life. My dreams washed away like waves on the seashore. I did not score well to secure a seat in the Medical or Engineering colleges. Based on the merit, I decided to do a Bachelor of Science … Continue reading →

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My High School Days in Baroda

Posted on May 7, 2014 by Abeesh Thomas

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Summer, 1988 I enjoyed my childhood days at 108 Vithlesh apartment. I had a large troop of friends and we were avid cricket players. We dreamed of playing for the Indian cricket team when we grew big. Our heroes were … Continue reading →

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My Childhood Days at Vithlesh Apartment, Baroda

Posted on April 26, 2014 by Abeesh Thomas

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Our first house address in Baroda was 108, Vithlesh Apartment, near Jayratna building, on the first floor. I started my LKG from Shreyas Vidyalaya, Polo Ground. The school was near to our apartment. I remember walking to school with my … Continue reading →

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My Primary School days at Shreyas Vidyalaya, Polo Ground

Posted on April 9, 2014 by Abeesh Thomas

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Life is short. It’s beautiful to go back in to the deep recesses of my memory and extract the days and events of my life which are precious. When I stretch my memory, I can vividly see my first day … Continue reading →

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