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Although many of us view school as the place for learning but It took a long time for me to realise this,for I always concidered that to be a place for masti though study and learning were only a incidental things.When I was in
class prep or one(can,t say with surity) It was really a tough and frustrating
job for mommy to get me prepared for school.In the morning at 5'O Clock
I had always started crying as a plea not to be forced up going school
or sometime simply acting like I have got fever but as crying wolves does
not work always so were my these petty pleas.I dont recall exactly but
may be a couple of times those of acting have bore fruits but most of the
time ,they have fallen flat-for cert.Taking my school bag and catching
bus I thought my mom so cruel -I cant tell you!!.The morning session for
kids happen to be from 6 a.m to 12a.m.Even now I could not appreciate why
all school tortures the children so much for getting woken-up early in
the morning.In school also,during the class,I keep waiting for the class
to get end because at the end of each class and between the arrival of
teacher of next class we all kids had a great fun,full of hue and cry-throwing
broken peice of chalks on one another.But,all this come to a grinding halt
the moment teacher entered the classroom.I could not remember any teacher(Most
of the teacher in morning session were ladies)in my morning shift having
not a serious and sombre face.I deemed all of them to be fun killer for
just after entering the classroom their one and only one question was,"Who
was doing so much of noise!!Stand-up".These few words from teacher
mouth were enough to turn whole class in "PIN-DROP SILENCE" zone.On some occasions the monitor was called and was asked for
the names of the rudy kids Hmmm!! like me.The consequence of that umm!
I,m not gonna tell you.you better guess yourself.
 
From class 2nd to 7th I studied in middle shift.It was here that I got
some of my best friend.And, then the weight of school bag also registered
a hefty increase.Also, the kind of punishment we use to get on making mistakes
changed.Sometimes It was duster while at other time it gotta be the rose
stick.And,the teacher whipped in palm with them so mercilessly I always
wondered and asked myself that "are they the supreme boss".Neeraj
kumar neeru,praveen-1,praveen-2 ,Prosenjit Biswas were some of my dear
friend during this period.At the end of every year my class had a picnic
mostly around some great dams that are near to bokaro.Maithan dam,jonha
falls,hundru falls are some spot we visited during these long awaited picnics.Every
time we had a plan to go picnic my papa gave his approval at last moment.But
without any exception I got approval every time.I always concidered my
senior shift 'bhaiya log' as to be some kind of hero's.In middle shift whenever, due to some reason,
I had to go school- not in proper unifrom- I asked papa to write an application
for the same as I was very apprehensive of being caught during uniform
check and the subsequent punishment.I always tried to maintain decency
and decorum as much as I could.But,even then I had invited that inescapable
wrath of my teacher on more than one occasion.The result was ,ofcourse,
always unpleasant for me.This was the time when I started getting interest
in science which turned out to be a solid platform me in time to come.
 
I donno whether the teachers had started treating me differently, after I come in senior shift,but I,for certain, had changed a bit on getting in senior....But,that chnage was never an articulate one.Earlier never did I ask my papa to allow me going school by motorcycle but now started demanding for that.But, mostly my demand were turned down outrightly.But doesn't matter.It was in senior shift that I had got the 'pukka' feeling that gals are a different stuff though I had courted no love affair my friends were guru in this- then concidered to be a prohibited art.Then having a galfriend earned
so much of laurels for you that now anyone could only imagine to get.Those
were the days when Raveena tandon and Bhagyasree had a great hit through
pic 'pathar ke phool' and 'Maine pyar kiya' respectively.More than once I heard from my friend that this gal look like bhagyasree or raving raveena.Even some guys addresed their beloved by 'Hi raveena' or 'Hi bhagyasre'.Those were the days gossiping endlessly that that gal is seeing this guy or that guy is seeing this girl.Guys keep floating hundread type of idea getting gals hooked to you,and more so when 'Tezab' bombed the box office.If you remember Tezab then there was a genious advice in that film for wooing gal toward yourself and that was ,well, if you wanna any gal hooked to you -impress her friend and she will be automatically attracted towards you ,for there is an ubiquitous jealousy in every gal;without any exception..My friends had a concrete view that gals like heroic cult and not that boring "Padhaku Ladka' type image.I had an idea buying equal share from both.Then my friend's told me that seldom model guys are genius in mind.Now, when I look back I wonder from where they have got that golden peice of wisdom!!.In between these affairs(Hey!! I had got none) and gossips the study also had got fierce.My friends started selecting the stream they were gonna pursue after 10th.For me it was selected much before.I never had a second thought about choosing anythiing else than science.But,even then I have commited a great mistake by taking both biology and math as I totally failed in balancing the two.I always scored just pass amrk in biology and soon I realised that there is no future for me there(In medicals).I think it to be hereditry one-as bio had suited,in my family,none.So,after 11th I dropped biology and swaped it with Physical Science(don't laugh!!).This was the time when my friend and I had a dream of joining Engineering.Each one keep explaing to length what is the best as well as simplest way to get in engineering(Engineering-to us-then was mostly limited to IIT's ).I had also my own views regarding that in which labour was given the least weight.On many occasion I had divulged this idea to my parents and was rapped in return.They were of the firm view,like every parent,that you can acheive nothing without labour.I think every parent have got this lesson form some common teacher!!or else how can they all concur on this point.Anyway, Slowly but not surely,I also realised this.One thing remarkable of this period was that I had got only one Classteacher from 8th to 12th--and that is Rev Sitaram Singh.He was really a great and simple personality.I was one of his dear-to-heart pupil.More than my parents he was convinced of my sure success in Engineering competetion.And, another hot stuff I will never miss you telling is that my school had ,in close proximity, three movie theatre's.And, whenever we bunked our classes the theatre's were the safest heaven for us.And, I let no Box-Office hit movie just go by-without watching it atleast once.khalnayak,Saajan,Phool Aur Kaante,Mohraa are some of the hits I watched this societal prohibited way.The D.A.V Saga ended in june 1995 when I passed 12th.. |
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