Crazy Me You

What to say about me

Its all about me ..
Its all about you..

I am just a little good boy..
With bad boy side ..
I am crazy funky boy...
With a silent smile..

Its about me...not wasting more time i am on start...

1st sep 2014.

I am in my class. Sitting with my firends enjoying. I am a 9th grade student, tall 5'10 ft , black eyes, small hairs, slite  mud complexion, healthy, love to eat chocolates and to share them, kid heart inside.

"There is going to be a function  for the welcoming of the governer of state and if anyone like to participate in dance then pass your name to me" as Mr.Sanjai sir(our class teacher) said while reading a paper brought by a office worker of our school.

No one from the class except a boy of class 9th C raising hand to top to take part, the only hand in all of 42 students and that is me.

"Sir i want to be the part of it" as I said everyone staring at me.

And now its not only me , most of the students raise their hands. Thats not because I am week and everyone is comparing with me and taking part to back down me, but because of they were just searching one hand as a guidance to raise their hands and escape from laughing of others.

"Yes sir now we all want to go" a voice coming from just behind me and the voice is of Abhishek one of my friend who always try to do more fight then study, having small height about 5'4. Anyone can beat him like a paper trash in hands. Many times I also wanted him to be crushed by me.
But i can't because of my calm and cool nature.

We did lots of fun and study in class till the school is over and i reached home.