hullow Galt bro, It was nice feeling to read memories of Birendra Sainik(BSAM), with such vivid details and colorful narration...kudos brother...keep writing Your memories reminded me of mine memories of BSAM....couldn't stop from writing....hope there will be series of more memories coming with time from all sainikians I was going through the memory lane when we had to wake up before the dawn for the PT ...everyone searched for the reason how to escape the next morning's PT...but all in vain...i spent my 10 years searching for the reasons...i could fool the house masters, but seniors not really ....they knew where they came from ! ...i was also going through the memories of how seniors used to bully the juniors....it had been more of a tradition...i used to consider my day a better day if i hadn't been bullied for that day....don't want to remeber those 'stinkiest' socks i had washed....i wasn't less smart then.... dipped in the drum water twice, throw out in the sun for the whole afternoon, and it would be ready by evening when the 'bro' would come searching me ...he would be happy, and so do i ! ..also, galt bro's break-fast baji reminded me of our more popular canteen-match-soccer...to those who don't know or forgot what the canteen match soccer is...we used to get canteen (a packet of wai-wai, a packet of coconut biscuit, and few (5?) mango tart chocolate) every other week from our pocket money....and die-hard-soccer-fan as we already were (sorry Galt bro to bring the soccer issue again :D) ....we used to bet our canteen for the soccer match with another player from the rivial team...i wasn't in one of the best color team and neither was my section the best team....hardly did i ever get to taste my canteen ....i would have to wait hours to get my canteen , but before i even get to see what i got ...there would be someone behind my shoulders saying " this canteen is mine, but how about the match again next week?" ...but still all those years of strict discipline and bully from seniors made me who i am today...and i got all these great friends for whole life (even though they never let me eat my canteen) ...salam sainikians ...salam BSAM !