Broken Dreams-part one- Village Boy

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This is a story of a man who wants to be one of those rags to riches story but it was shattered due to the hypocrisy of the people surrounding him and his unlucky life. He was born in the helmet of some unknown shanty village in the southern cone of India. His name was Ezhil. His parents were uneducated, poor and naïve. They were suppressed by the so called elite upper caste and doesn’t enjoy the freedom of education in their times. His mother badly wanted her children to get education. She cannot meet the ends because of inappropriate spending of his father.

He had three siblings, two sisters and one brother. One of his siblings died when he was at the age of eight. Unfortunately, other two of his siblings were enrolled in the regional language school of that southern state. This state is known for rhetoric speeches or demagogues by the politicians about the native language but they failed to protect or live up to their linguist chauvinism. The compulsory state language policies were totally failed and can’t stand against the charm of English language. Everyone in the cities and towns enrolled their children in English medium schools but ezhil’s parents’ were ignorant and forced them to enroll his siblings in native language. Ezhil’s sister savitha was known for her eloquence in her mother tongue. She used to win any oratorical or essay writing competition conducted in her school.

Ezhil’s brother Kalaignar was considered to one of the best muggers in his school days. He used to top his class until 8^th standard. Since he was enrolled in a state board school, he can top any subjects just by memorizing without understanding it. The state board system in this state is best known to be obsolete and purely based on rote learning. The academicians have criticized the state Government for not looking into the curriculum and change it to meet the real needs of education. Kalaignar was scared of filthy relatives who come to house and gossip about others. He is also famous among his friends for grand mom or father stories. His friends used to love him because of his innocence and harmless behaviour.

Ezhil was the second last child in his family. He was fortunate in the whole family to go to an English medium school because his father was enlightened by his cousin that only English medium schools return you with lot of money. His father got wooed by the money part since he was poor and enrolled Ezhil in English medium school. In his childhood days, Ezhil doesn’t like to go to his schools because he was literally helpless in his school. Though his mother was a housewife and had good formal knowledge on their mother tongue, he never learnt his native language from her. He always used to be very poor in his mother tongue subject. When he was at 3^rd standard his younger sister died, he was very upset and depressed. Though he couldn’t grasp the happenings of the event well enough but he cried a lot because he can’t feel the life of his sister who was lying on the table. The pain of the moment made him mouth struck in his class for a long time and he got relieved only after a month.

Story will continue………..