Every city has a heart, a heart that beats within the hearts of its citizens. My heart still beats for Bokaro Steel City, where I lived for about some seventeen years. I opened my eyes for the first time in this place and eventually grew up to get my primary, secondary and senior secondary education here. Oh! I am getting nostalgic at this moment but c’mon I am not in any mood to write my life’s history over here.
What I wish to say is that Bokaro is different (all the cities are different but there’s something different in each city which
makes it different). Apart from the Asia’s biggest Steel plant i.e. BSL (Bokaro Steel Limited), beautifully planned lanes, residential sectors and market the city has a number of academic institutions (mainly the CBSE schools namely DPS, Chinmaya Vidyalaya, The Pentecostal Assembly School, DAV, GGPS, MGM, Shree Ayappa…. and it goes on) and hence, it’s the Eastern hub for academics. Every year a swarm of students from every part of India land here for educational purposes. Students (the scholars) are the jewels of the city. Students hurtling down the clean and green lanes of the city on their bicycles or walking with a notebook in their hands is a common scene of the city. Within the range of a meter or two you can find hoardings and advertisements of coaching institutions like FIIT-JEE, Brilliant Tutorials, K-Institute, Narayana, Akash (and any name which you could think of).
But more than a business, education is the spirit of the city. As soon as a kid gets into a school he/she is made to believe that there’s only one goal to achieve and i.e. to secure the first rank in the class. And the race begins, a race to excel, a race to be the best among the peers and the student keeps pacing with the pace of big bulging syllabus. If you are a student of Bokaro and you get to be in a family party (by mistake) then an uncle would come and he would sit beside you talking about the ideal way of studying and obtaining 99% marks in your exams. And if you touch the feet of an aunty in that very party she would ask you about your rank in your class and then she would say-“my son has secured the first position. You try hard son, It won’t work this way (and a fake consideration hiding the evil grin)”.But I have not yet introduced the most loved name of the Bokarians. The name which instill a thrill into the nerves and the name which keeps the students awake for nights here, that great name is IIT-JEE (this name has haunted me for years). Everyone around you (inclusive of your parents, teachers, friends, relatives, neighbors, doctor, insurance agent, travel agent, milkman, newspaper vendor, plumber, electrician, cable operator, telephone service provider, barber, cobbler…) wants you to crack IIT-JEE (as if it’s not IIT-JEE but a walnut).
That was a comic aspect but there are students (in huge numbers) who devote their lives for this. I have seen my friends and seniors and juniors studying frenziedly, waking up for nights, eating nothing for the day and solving problems even in the washroom (this washroom thing I haven’t seen, I just know that). And if you are willing to know the outcomes then let me tell you that every year more than a hundred students qualify for IIT-JEE (and I am excluding the students who make it for the extended merit list of the IIT-JEE, other entrance examinations, national and international Olympiads). If you find some time then search for the students from Bokaro in your institution as well (be it an Engg, Arts or Commerce institution. I am sure you will find at least one) and find out how important their career and education is to them (more important than anything else).
Education is the culture of Bokaro and I am a part of this culture even today. I still think of my days in Bokaro, my bicycle, my books, loving teachers and a bunch of great friends. As a student I love my city and its peaceful environment. So, next time you get to be in Bokaro Steel City get a closer look of the real city which lives in its student and their fervor for excellence and then you will truly find ‘The city of scholars’.
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January 4, 2013 at 3:42 pm
well written…i love mah city..
January 4, 2013 at 3:45 pm
Thanks..
I love it as well…
January 4, 2013 at 3:54 pm
Awsome. Very well written. Very infomative. You never cease to amaze me in every possible way…Namrata.
ADMIRE YOU AND YOUR WRITING.
Hint: You told me about your future plans about the City.
January 4, 2013 at 4:00 pm
Thank you very much…
… so, if you could just tell this to me yourself I would be thankful to you..
But I am bad at guessing you see
January 4, 2013 at 4:02 pm
nice…i miss bksc..
January 4, 2013 at 4:07 pm
Thanks for your reply
January 4, 2013 at 4:04 pm
Bokaro. my second love… and always will be…. perfect depiction.. just rewinding my memoirs at BS City.. aaah!
January 4, 2013 at 4:08 pm
Same here… just wish to get back there..
Thanks for reading and for leaving a reply.
January 5, 2013 at 3:42 pm
My pleasure!
January 4, 2013 at 5:24 pm
Nicely & beautiful shown the heart and the soul of city.. I am also having very special memories from this city..
January 4, 2013 at 5:33 pm
Yup, I know.
Thanks for visiting..
January 4, 2013 at 6:12 pm
wow. grt ..!! u xpress ur emotion very well…. nd dats an art of gud writer
miss u nd bokaro
January 8, 2013 at 3:50 pm
Thank you so much for reading.
January 4, 2013 at 6:23 pm
hats off to the writr n my birth place…
January 4, 2013 at 6:56 pm
Thanks Bro!
Cheers in the name of our city.
January 4, 2013 at 6:42 pm
Good hai ji.
January 5, 2013 at 9:55 am
Very true…!! And very well written….
January 5, 2013 at 11:36 am
gud one.. awesome writing got d glimpse of BSCT by reading dis..
January 5, 2013 at 4:48 pm
I simply wish I could come to the Steel City and teach!
January 6, 2013 at 8:03 am
You’re most welcome sir
. I had some great teachers who taught me when I was in Bokaro Steel City. I hope you would love the students there.
Thanks for visiting.
January 8, 2013 at 2:35 am
I also noticed the scholars of BS City, when I met them during my graduation in Banaras Hindu University..There were tens of then and all were fighting for that big dream of IIT-JEE..oh, you made me nostalgic about those great days of life.
January 8, 2013 at 3:53 pm
Happy to find that this short account stirred up your memories as well.
Thanks for visiting and leaving your reply.
January 8, 2013 at 11:49 am
ekdum mast tha
,i had a roller coaster ride of flashbacks going through it , keep up
January 8, 2013 at 3:55 pm
I hope that the ride was joyful. Thank you very much for visiting
January 9, 2013 at 12:48 am
absolutely