The moment my daughter was born, I knew I'll face this day, but pushed the thought aside for a couple of years. Happily grew with my daughter as a mother, as we crossed each milestone together.
And here we stand before what looks like the biggest problem on earth.. My daughter's admission...
I have been scrutinising schools for more than a year now. Talking to children in the parks, shops, neighbourhood about their school, teachers.. To their mothers about education, fees, quality, distance and what not...
And there comes a big blow at the neck of the moment... Transfer of job..
Back to square one...
Nevertheless, I started the process again. Went through the initial process of submitting her registration in schools we shortlisted. I was little hopeful as all went little smooth till now. As D day comes near for the list of students to be displayed, I'm totally blank and panicked.
Fear grips me, as I pray she gets listed at least in one school against to my initial thoughts where l liked her to GOTO a very nice school in terms of education and not infrastructure.
For about 50 to 60 open category seats, I see 4000 applications submitted. Along with that the criteria set by a few schools ruins our chance completely.
Do I really have to be M.S or Padma Subramanian or M F Hussain to get my daughter admitted in school???? Can't an ordinary common man get admission in school for his wards??? Ridiculous.
The one thought that keeps my head still sane is that I'm not the only one. I have parents of 5000 children in schools which I have applied sailing along with me and also parents of those who are waiting to get their children admitted this year.
Hope that my daughter and myself cross this milestone too and get ready to start learning our A B C officially....
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