exactly a month ago and I was sent away from home. There was really no other choice. First few years, I'd be honest, were tough. Specially when I came back to school after visiting home, usually on alternate weekends.But I got used to it. There came a point when I loved being at school more than any where else.
I spent twelve wonderful years at the school and I can't thank my
parents enough, specially my mother, for having the courage and heart to send me away from them. I'm a parent myself, and I can understand how tough it is being away from your child. But they didn't let themselves get week for my future's sake.Today, when I look back, I cherish every bit of time that I spent there. Incidentally, a friend, who joined the school same day came to visit me at my village and staying with me for a night tday.
I still remember how sacred I was on the first night, and how disappointed I was on the last.
Good old days.
The school was Sadiq Public School, Bahawalpur. My father attended the same school too.
Long live Sadiq.
School Canteen
IT Center
Senior School, the early days!
Senior School, main block.
Al-Maktoum Library
