Why should i?? and about me

Yes, thats the question that comes out of every one who are faced with a simple request of help. Well there aint much answers to it as of now if i thought why i should write this blog. But the only thing that comes to my mind is to keep some memories of some good friends on the record than on the mind of mine which is more or less fuzzy and forgets things so easily. So here i am writing a blog about madhu, my good old friend from childhood.

Well to start with, many of you know me (coz i dont give the link to the strangers) as a friend, an acquaintance, a brother, a son and some important mark that doesnt get unnoticed when u look back on the life. For those of u who are trying to read about me for the first time, here is the vital, minimalistic and desparate info that u may need to know about me.
I am naresh kumar Devalapally( funny though all my family writes the surname first and i write it afterwards.)
My schooling has been a lot of mingling and leaving a lot of friends which means i got to know a lot of people but got to keep none of them till the end. My schooling ended up with changing about 4 schools. Due to Dad's job which required frequent transfers to different places, we had to study in a lot of schools. I dont blame him for this and infact i thank him for getting us know the world in different ways right from childhood. So where did this madhu come from?? well thats the next post i beleive. But this post my dear madhu is about me, me and me (well atleast untill the moment i met u)
I was born at some place in Srirampur a small town near adilabad andhrapradesh. I was known to be the calm guy of the house. As a child, wasnt much a noice maker. Well i was so confused and scared all the time. I still remember the first day of my school. Dad was there to leave me off at the class. I just saw him go with his scooter on to the other side of the road. I got so scared that during the interval i just took off with my belongings to the other side of the road to meet my dad. Well eventually i was lost in the way. Luckily, i was good enough to remember dad's name and where he worked. Thankfully i got back home that same evening. That was the place in manuguru. Then we got shifted to yellandu. Those were the best days of my childhood. Being not very away from home and school, i got a lot of friends back there. Studying there was like a war. Every one competed. all the effort was going to vain coz however hard i try, i was not even in the top 5.
But one day, my brother made me sit in front of him and taught me english grammar well before there was anything called grammar at school. I was the first one to know the spelling of grammar in my school (each of us spelt it as grammer at first). Known to be a good student at english.
But as fate has it, dad got transferred to some stupid place we havent even heard of earlier. The place was named Bellampally. I had no idea where this place is. Its a heart breaking situation to leave my place. 5 damn years and the next day u see all new faces and all new things. Ur favorite park will no longer be available. The friendly neighbour is missing. The very sound of friends is not there. I dont really know if i would ever relive those moments of life.
I was all tears when asked to pack up all my things. The next day i was in bellampally unpacking my things.
The first thing about bellampally is our house. It was more than 40 years old and was so clumsy and haunting. We got big rooms, better place at the front but all this was empty. Spending every night was so hard. Our house situated right next to the road where loaded cargo will be crossing by every night. Right after house , the road turns a big gradient which means more punching the accel and more noise. The very first day was a night mare.

All in all my life till then was simply called a normal routine life of an average middle class guy's kid.