Each time I decided to fly, my wings collapsed and I dropped right down,
I looked for help and searched for a hand but I all I got was just a frown.
Searching eyes and tough times I longed for a companion and wandered around,
Wrong decisions and I stumbled around and hatred was the only thing found.
Hollow from inside and worn out from the top, I stopped wishing to fly high,
Fortunes came knocked my door but all I gave was a wry smile and a sigh.
Amidst the attention hungry mean world, I found a shy little angel eager to fly,
Is she the one I was waiting for, confused, I asked her and waited for a reply.
Never in my life was I so nervous and excited to get an answer to a question,
She took her time and thought about the task and “let’s fly” was the solution.
I jumped around elated and ecstatic and looked at the world in bemusement,
It wasn’t the same, it was colourful and lovely, I danced around in amusement.
Promises exchanged and feelings shared, we started to grow stronger and stronger,
Nothing said but all understood we sat looking into each other longer and longer.
Resting in my arms I knew I was holding my world and I would let you go never,
I looked at her and she smiled at me and assured that she is resting there forever.
Ambition and true grit in her eyes, she showed me how to chase your dream,
You go out there, battle it out and never quit till you learn to swim upstream.
Said my prayers and went out flying and always remembered what she said,
Job done, I sailed through, joyous I returned and she kissed me on my head.
All said and done she went back home and promised to back me throughout,
I love you so and I love you more and without your backing I will burnout.
Days pass, the longing increases, I flip in my bed in misery and sorrow,
But I know the stars will shine and you will be back and fill my arms again tomorrow.
You are the colour and the life in my life and what would I have done without you.
Wishing you a very happy birthday. Keep smiling and shining!! :)
Monday, June 27, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Indore Journal 13 - Rainy Survey Day - Walk in the Park
A clumsy day to start with and then had to go for survey. Survey word seems like a blessing now. We went about driving through the city. Around evening it started raining. And it was raining very very heavily. I guess monsoon has begun properly in this part of India now. We thought of stopping and having lunch in the meanwhile and went to this old looking restaurant near the Govt. bus stand. Had Malai Kofta after a long time and roti with butter dripping out it. :D My devout love of fattening things continue. Cheese, butter, ghee, whatever just give it to me. :D Finished the yummy meal but there were no signs of the rain stopping. We were talking about random things and suddenly a word came 'Pipliyapala'. Pipliyapala is place in Indore where recently a big park has been constructed besides a lake and its designing is done by the firm in which I am training right now. We decided to go there since we were half wet and survey was not possible anymore since our papers would get all smudged. I go for surveys with the draftsman in our office (hereafter referred as Mr. Draftsman) so he was very much involved in the designing of the park and knew a lot about it. As we were walking along the canal inside the regional park he telling me about the details of all the elements over there. After every 10 minutes he will be like 'Yeh walkway maine design kara hai', 'Yeh jo wall hai uski working drawing maine banayi hai', 'Is pure structure ki working drawing maine banayi hai' :D I could feel the happiness a person gets when what he makes gets on ground. The feeling of something that he made turning reality. For the first time in Indore I saw some couples hanging out. It is otherwise a pretty dry state in terms of love birds. You don't find couples walking around even in malls. Just sad! Mr. Draftsman was getting all excited watching all the couples and was wishing to come to that place with his girlfriend. I asked him to bring any girl and telling her all you have done in this park and I am sure that he would get that girl. The park is that impressive.
It has been constructed along a lake, a whole pathway has been made along the lake and there are lights placed inside the lake as well. There is a very cool maze made out of topiary (shrubs cut in a very articulate manner) in which you would definitely get lost like in that movie 'The Shining' there is a big maze in front of the hotel . We decided to play in it for a bit. We both entered from different directions and the objective was to meet in the centre but we just went round and round here and there but couldn't find each other, finally we had to phone each other to meet at a common point. There was a really cool section called the Artist's village which is made in Rajasthani style and it had the most amazing landscaping in front of it. The lake has a canal which encircles the entire park and a walkway runs along it. So its a great joggers track as they can run along the water canal and enjoy the beautiful morning or evening. There are beautiful resting huts made in Maratha and Rajasthani style in red sandstone lookalike.
We were staring at this group of youngsters, 2 guys and a hot chick and standing. Suddenly,
Mr. Draftsman: Yaar Dilli me toh maine suna hai bohot hot ladkiya hoti hai.
Me: *embarassed* Aisa nahi hai.
Mr. Draftsman: Nahi nahi maine bohot logo se suna hai ki waha pe sab chote chote kapde pehenti hai, bohot mast hoti hai.
Me: Haan, hoti toh hai. *gyan time* Dekho aisa hai farak outlook me hai. Waha pe ladkiya kaafi casual hoti hai, matlab unhe kuch jyada farak nahi padta. Aisa nahi hai ki sab sundar sundar ladkiya hoti hai, sundar ladkiya toh Indore me bhi hai par pehen ne ka dhang, ghumne phirne ke dhang me farak hai bohot. Bas ussi farak se aisa lagta hai ki Dilli ki ladkiya alag hoti hai ekdum.
Mr. Draftsman: Mast hai yaar.
Me: Aadhi se jyada ek dum batameez aur nakcheedi hoti hai.
Mr. Draftsman: Mai toh door rehta hu ladkiyo se ek dum.
hahahahaha
If I had missed this place in my stay in Indore it would have been a big loss. A must visit place in Indore. He was also telling me that before this park came up there was no place to take any guests to when they would come to Indore but now they could take them here and spend the day and relax. And indeed so.
It has been constructed along a lake, a whole pathway has been made along the lake and there are lights placed inside the lake as well. There is a very cool maze made out of topiary (shrubs cut in a very articulate manner) in which you would definitely get lost like in that movie 'The Shining' there is a big maze in front of the hotel . We decided to play in it for a bit. We both entered from different directions and the objective was to meet in the centre but we just went round and round here and there but couldn't find each other, finally we had to phone each other to meet at a common point. There was a really cool section called the Artist's village which is made in Rajasthani style and it had the most amazing landscaping in front of it. The lake has a canal which encircles the entire park and a walkway runs along it. So its a great joggers track as they can run along the water canal and enjoy the beautiful morning or evening. There are beautiful resting huts made in Maratha and Rajasthani style in red sandstone lookalike.
We were staring at this group of youngsters, 2 guys and a hot chick and standing. Suddenly,
Mr. Draftsman: Yaar Dilli me toh maine suna hai bohot hot ladkiya hoti hai.
Me: *embarassed* Aisa nahi hai.
Mr. Draftsman: Nahi nahi maine bohot logo se suna hai ki waha pe sab chote chote kapde pehenti hai, bohot mast hoti hai.
Me: Haan, hoti toh hai. *gyan time* Dekho aisa hai farak outlook me hai. Waha pe ladkiya kaafi casual hoti hai, matlab unhe kuch jyada farak nahi padta. Aisa nahi hai ki sab sundar sundar ladkiya hoti hai, sundar ladkiya toh Indore me bhi hai par pehen ne ka dhang, ghumne phirne ke dhang me farak hai bohot. Bas ussi farak se aisa lagta hai ki Dilli ki ladkiya alag hoti hai ekdum.
Mr. Draftsman: Mast hai yaar.
Me: Aadhi se jyada ek dum batameez aur nakcheedi hoti hai.
Mr. Draftsman: Mai toh door rehta hu ladkiyo se ek dum.
hahahahaha
If I had missed this place in my stay in Indore it would have been a big loss. A must visit place in Indore. He was also telling me that before this park came up there was no place to take any guests to when they would come to Indore but now they could take them here and spend the day and relax. And indeed so.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Indore Journal 12 - Extended Weekend
Well! For the first time since I have come here, 2 good days back to back!! What a rarity!! For all the adventure savvy life I wanted, it all goes to drain after this trip. I am so not in for the office kinda adventure anymore. Going to office sucks and especially so if it is 6 days and even more so if (well later), I have a certificate to collect from here later. *rolling eyes*
After super sucky Saturday when the software managed to wipe the smile off my face all day long and make me feel disgusted and miserable and sick with life for the rest of the day, I finally woke up to a Sunday when there was electricity. I had almost taken it for granted that there won't be any electricity on Sundays. I don't understand what is wrong with the electricity department people over here. Don't the bloody have a life. Like how can you do this to people. Sunday morning sleep is the most pristine form of sleep ever. I never remember my childhood days when I ever woke up before noon ever. Aaahhh! How I miss my bed!! I slowly dragged myself out of the bed at 12 30 and was think where to go that day.
Finally decided to check out the zoo and museum over here. A good city always has a good zoo and a good museum. It shows how they value there natural and cultural heritage. And the amount of people visiting there tells us how much people like those things. For a mall crazy city I was surprised to see so many people visiting the zoo. I stood in the line to take the ticket. Like in all the places, I don't know why people keep clobbering into the ticket counter and try to evade the queue. Why don't they understand that everyone would get it faster and easily if you just be patient for sometime instead of bashing in. Baaki piche jo line me khade hai wo chutiye hai kya? As soon as I reached the counter this dude comes in a puts in his hand into the tiny hole in the ticket counter, I took his hand and pushed it even further inside and said 'inko jyada jaldi hai, inko pehle dijiye', the ticket counter guy shoooed him away. It was hilarious. I got the ticket first. :D As I walked out that guy had also got a ticket and was showing me his ugly angry eyes, I gave a stare back at him. I felt like saying 'Size dekh ke baat kar le, ek chaante me gir jayega.' He was this patla danda sa guy even Olive (The Popoye Show) would be fatter than him. I kept bumping into him and I kept delivering him an evil look. I am so glad that I didn't have to encounter that jackass otherwise all the office frustration would have been taken out on him. But how do I care.
My endless love for zoo continues. It was amazing. The elephants, 3 types of tigers - The Pahari Tiger, The Royal Bengal Tiger and The White Tiger, crocodiles and alligators, different kinds of birds, etc. etc. It was just amazing. :D The elephant was dancing (mastana haathi jhoom raha tha), it was as if the the elephant was drunk and was going right and left in rhythmic fashion. It was really funny and amusing to see that. Out of the 3 types of tigers only the white tigers were active. They were in such playful mood, jumping around and posing for the shutterbugs, it was an absolute delight. Saare paise wasool ho gaye. :D The crocodiles had given birth to some 8 baby crocs. I was scared to see them lay so still, like they can pounce any time. I just love to go to the zoo, the child inside me jumps out and makes me all bubbly when I go to the zoo. Surprisingly the zoo here was good especially because of the crocodiles, alligators and 3 types of tiger. You don't find all of it at the same place at the other places. We were quite late to go to the museum so we headed back home. I came back and slept. By the time I woke up flatmate and sunday dinner mate had come and had started cooking. They made awesome Tomato rice. Being the youngest helps you in these ways as I had to do nothing, just did the dishes at the end out of moral responsibility. :D They cook amazingly well. Especially my flatmate he does all the tomato stuff so very well and he is a pro at knowledge about all food related things. :D
Saw Love, Sex aur Dhokha later. Very hatke movie I must see. I liked it. A good day had come to end and a bad feeling about the next day had crawled in by the time. Sleep. Sleep is the best medicine when you are feeling low.
I woke up reluctantly the next morning and went to office and finally finished up with the map thing somehow. God bless the new entrant in the office who seems to be bit of a techie who helped out with the map thing. Then I decided not to work any more that day (it was like a rebellion that I am not working, I don't want to work anymore). I spoke to people I love (I mean I chatted), I texted everyone what's up and was just replying to them. I addressed them as lucky Delhi people. So everyone was replying why are Delhi people lucky. But mind you, you are lucky to be there, it is THE BEST! I totally realize it now. I left half an hour earlier and went to this mall called Central as I had heard really high of it. It was grand but nothing quite like Emporio or Promenade. People are crazy about malls here! A working day and the mall was still full. While walking upto the mall I saw this tree which was full of parrots. I wasn't a single leaf on the tree but the tree was still shining green. That many parrots and more parrots flying in. It was an amazing sight. I have never seen that many parrots ever. I went to this small shop in the mall to have patties. I couldn't believe that these people even garnish patties with sev. People here are mad over sev man!!
I went back home wondering how can I have two days on the trot without feeling much miserable about life.
After super sucky Saturday when the software managed to wipe the smile off my face all day long and make me feel disgusted and miserable and sick with life for the rest of the day, I finally woke up to a Sunday when there was electricity. I had almost taken it for granted that there won't be any electricity on Sundays. I don't understand what is wrong with the electricity department people over here. Don't the bloody have a life. Like how can you do this to people. Sunday morning sleep is the most pristine form of sleep ever. I never remember my childhood days when I ever woke up before noon ever. Aaahhh! How I miss my bed!! I slowly dragged myself out of the bed at 12 30 and was think where to go that day.
Finally decided to check out the zoo and museum over here. A good city always has a good zoo and a good museum. It shows how they value there natural and cultural heritage. And the amount of people visiting there tells us how much people like those things. For a mall crazy city I was surprised to see so many people visiting the zoo. I stood in the line to take the ticket. Like in all the places, I don't know why people keep clobbering into the ticket counter and try to evade the queue. Why don't they understand that everyone would get it faster and easily if you just be patient for sometime instead of bashing in. Baaki piche jo line me khade hai wo chutiye hai kya? As soon as I reached the counter this dude comes in a puts in his hand into the tiny hole in the ticket counter, I took his hand and pushed it even further inside and said 'inko jyada jaldi hai, inko pehle dijiye', the ticket counter guy shoooed him away. It was hilarious. I got the ticket first. :D As I walked out that guy had also got a ticket and was showing me his ugly angry eyes, I gave a stare back at him. I felt like saying 'Size dekh ke baat kar le, ek chaante me gir jayega.' He was this patla danda sa guy even Olive (The Popoye Show) would be fatter than him. I kept bumping into him and I kept delivering him an evil look. I am so glad that I didn't have to encounter that jackass otherwise all the office frustration would have been taken out on him. But how do I care.
My endless love for zoo continues. It was amazing. The elephants, 3 types of tigers - The Pahari Tiger, The Royal Bengal Tiger and The White Tiger, crocodiles and alligators, different kinds of birds, etc. etc. It was just amazing. :D The elephant was dancing (mastana haathi jhoom raha tha), it was as if the the elephant was drunk and was going right and left in rhythmic fashion. It was really funny and amusing to see that. Out of the 3 types of tigers only the white tigers were active. They were in such playful mood, jumping around and posing for the shutterbugs, it was an absolute delight. Saare paise wasool ho gaye. :D The crocodiles had given birth to some 8 baby crocs. I was scared to see them lay so still, like they can pounce any time. I just love to go to the zoo, the child inside me jumps out and makes me all bubbly when I go to the zoo. Surprisingly the zoo here was good especially because of the crocodiles, alligators and 3 types of tiger. You don't find all of it at the same place at the other places. We were quite late to go to the museum so we headed back home. I came back and slept. By the time I woke up flatmate and sunday dinner mate had come and had started cooking. They made awesome Tomato rice. Being the youngest helps you in these ways as I had to do nothing, just did the dishes at the end out of moral responsibility. :D They cook amazingly well. Especially my flatmate he does all the tomato stuff so very well and he is a pro at knowledge about all food related things. :D
Saw Love, Sex aur Dhokha later. Very hatke movie I must see. I liked it. A good day had come to end and a bad feeling about the next day had crawled in by the time. Sleep. Sleep is the best medicine when you are feeling low.
I woke up reluctantly the next morning and went to office and finally finished up with the map thing somehow. God bless the new entrant in the office who seems to be bit of a techie who helped out with the map thing. Then I decided not to work any more that day (it was like a rebellion that I am not working, I don't want to work anymore). I spoke to people I love (I mean I chatted), I texted everyone what's up and was just replying to them. I addressed them as lucky Delhi people. So everyone was replying why are Delhi people lucky. But mind you, you are lucky to be there, it is THE BEST! I totally realize it now. I left half an hour earlier and went to this mall called Central as I had heard really high of it. It was grand but nothing quite like Emporio or Promenade. People are crazy about malls here! A working day and the mall was still full. While walking upto the mall I saw this tree which was full of parrots. I wasn't a single leaf on the tree but the tree was still shining green. That many parrots and more parrots flying in. It was an amazing sight. I have never seen that many parrots ever. I went to this small shop in the mall to have patties. I couldn't believe that these people even garnish patties with sev. People here are mad over sev man!!
I went back home wondering how can I have two days on the trot without feeling much miserable about life.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Indore Journal 11 - Playing Cards
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! I finally won! Hurraayyyy!!! OK *breath* I finally won last night against my flatmate in the game of '29'.
Its a card game mostly played in rural areas and the terminologies are a bit different here. I knew how to play the game but I had always played that game with 4 players but he had different rules for the game in 2 players. And they are a bit different from the normal game I played.
Alright let me briefly explain the game to you. Out of the 52 cards from the pack, the game is played only by cards which have a denomination of 7 and above. Rest are waste cards which are kept aside. Which means that there are just 32 cards in the game. Now, 4 cards are distributed to each player first and on the basis of those cards you have to call out points that you would make with a minimum of 16. This is done like a bid first person calls 16, if the next person is confident that he can beat it then he says 17, then he can either say 'ditto' which means he can make 17 too or can pass and let him make it. And that is the objective of the game, on the basis of the 4 cards if you call to make lets say 18 points and if you are able to make 18 points you win otherwise you lose. Simple objective. Now the complications. The one who calls the points has an advantage that he gets to choose the trump card which is a particular suit (sign of cards) of cards and this suit if played on any other suit would make you win the hand (that particular bout). Now the points: every Jack (J) fetches 3 points, every 9 fetches 2 points and every A and 10 fetches 1 points each in which A being the bigger card, i.e. if I play 10 and you play A, then you win. Now after the 4 cards each you have in hand, next set of 4 cards are kept face down in front of you. So now there are 8 cards, 4 each, in front of you. Next set of 8 cards are kept over these face down cards, now you can see 4 cards of his and he can see 4 cards of yours and the last set of 8 cards is distributed 4 each which you can hold in your hand. So you have 8 cards in your hand and 4 face down and 4 face up cards on the table. Now you play and whoever has the bigger point card he wins. There is an additional element, if you have the Queen and King of the trump card suit, then you get a rebate of 4 points, these always turns the game around. Its called 'Royals' or 'Pyaar'. This is the most exciting part of the game. But you have to play to feel it. Every bid and win earns a red point and every bid and lose earns you a black point. If there are 6 blacks on the opponent or 6 reds on your side, then you win the game. Yesterday I made him have 6 blacks and I won.
I had been losing for the last 5 days and that too very decisively, I just changed a bit of my tactics today and it proved great. I was so happy to finally break the losing streak, I can so feel what Zimbabwe feels after winning a match against South Africa. hahahaha. Well I wrote all this so that I don't forget it when I get back home because I have to teach all this to people in Delhi, you may read it so that you are prepared to play this with me when I get back. :D
Its a card game mostly played in rural areas and the terminologies are a bit different here. I knew how to play the game but I had always played that game with 4 players but he had different rules for the game in 2 players. And they are a bit different from the normal game I played.
Alright let me briefly explain the game to you. Out of the 52 cards from the pack, the game is played only by cards which have a denomination of 7 and above. Rest are waste cards which are kept aside. Which means that there are just 32 cards in the game. Now, 4 cards are distributed to each player first and on the basis of those cards you have to call out points that you would make with a minimum of 16. This is done like a bid first person calls 16, if the next person is confident that he can beat it then he says 17, then he can either say 'ditto' which means he can make 17 too or can pass and let him make it. And that is the objective of the game, on the basis of the 4 cards if you call to make lets say 18 points and if you are able to make 18 points you win otherwise you lose. Simple objective. Now the complications. The one who calls the points has an advantage that he gets to choose the trump card which is a particular suit (sign of cards) of cards and this suit if played on any other suit would make you win the hand (that particular bout). Now the points: every Jack (J) fetches 3 points, every 9 fetches 2 points and every A and 10 fetches 1 points each in which A being the bigger card, i.e. if I play 10 and you play A, then you win. Now after the 4 cards each you have in hand, next set of 4 cards are kept face down in front of you. So now there are 8 cards, 4 each, in front of you. Next set of 8 cards are kept over these face down cards, now you can see 4 cards of his and he can see 4 cards of yours and the last set of 8 cards is distributed 4 each which you can hold in your hand. So you have 8 cards in your hand and 4 face down and 4 face up cards on the table. Now you play and whoever has the bigger point card he wins. There is an additional element, if you have the Queen and King of the trump card suit, then you get a rebate of 4 points, these always turns the game around. Its called 'Royals' or 'Pyaar'. This is the most exciting part of the game. But you have to play to feel it. Every bid and win earns a red point and every bid and lose earns you a black point. If there are 6 blacks on the opponent or 6 reds on your side, then you win the game. Yesterday I made him have 6 blacks and I won.
I had been losing for the last 5 days and that too very decisively, I just changed a bit of my tactics today and it proved great. I was so happy to finally break the losing streak, I can so feel what Zimbabwe feels after winning a match against South Africa. hahahaha. Well I wrote all this so that I don't forget it when I get back home because I have to teach all this to people in Delhi, you may read it so that you are prepared to play this with me when I get back. :D
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Indore Journal 10 - Super Sunday
Haylo people again!! Its been quite some time now. Was bored out of my wits except for Super Sunday! I wish there were a lot more Sundays. :D The problem is that in Indian calender there are no holidays during May-June. How ridiculous is that, arre bhai chuttiyan thodi evenly distribute karni chaiye na! Anyways back to super sunday. One of my colleagues wanted to go to Ujjain, so I happily joined in. I think she prayed for something and that happened and in return she must have took a vow to go to Ujjain because she just wanted to go to this one temple and return asap! I so wanted to hang out a lot more, so we decided that she returns back after that one temple and I carry on.
So we head out for Ujjain at 7:30 am and took a bus from Indore. We reached there by 9:30 am. From the place he dropped us we had to take a shared auto but it was not exactly a normal auto. It was like one of those automobiles that you can use if you were planning to make Transformers in Hindi. hahahahaha. It was a huge, rusty, old styled tempo like thing with only one tyre in the front and two rows of seats in the behind in which people face each other. I was so fascinated with that Transformers auto ride. :D If you still didn't get a visual of what I am trying to explain then click on this link: http://www.loupiote.com/photos/4160382936.shtml
We finally reached Mahakaleshwar Mandir or simply Mahakal as locals call it. It is one of the Jyotirlingas out of the 12. The scene inside the temple was truly mesmerizing. The rush, people chanting 'Om Namah Shivayah', beating of drums and cymbals, absolutely mesmerizing. All I could do was fold my hands and gaze at the absolutely amazing Shivlinga. The Shivlinga there was exactly like we see in the movies and how we have read in old stories. Perfectly elongated dome shaped which would for once make you think that it may be carved by some person but such is the magic of nature, it creates things that are beyond human imagination. It was nice to see milk dripping onto the Linga from a Kalash kept over it and the saint performing his mantras and occasionally pouring some sacred water over the Linga. Finally they made something like eyes on the Linga with red powder and lit the lamp and chanted mantras to mark the end of the Aarti. I think just to watch that Shivlinga was enough to compensate the rickety bus ride and the heat. The only sad part that we were not allowed to go close to the Linga or the Nandi statue. We were made to stand some 30 feet away from the statue and made to witness the Aarti from there. At the entrance you could see a board saying, 'Bhole Baba ke darbar me sab ek hai', but that was not the case there, some people were allowed to go ahead of the point where the barricade was kept while others had to see it from a distance. Unfair, I want to touch the Linga too!!
We got of the temple decided to eat something. I had samosas! :D But to be frank street food in Indore disappoints me, I don't know why but I am not quite satisfied with the street food here. I don't know whats the use of putting sev over every single item you prepare. That is just dumb! :P The best item I've had after coming here is Sev Tamatar though. Its a must have if you ever come to Indore. I decided to skip the rest of my journey and headed back home owing to the ridiculous heat! I am saying this, can you believe that! For a person who loves summers more than winters, when he says it was ridiculous heat, it means it was RIDICULOUS HEAT!! lol. It makes no sense but whatever it was very hot outside.
We took a bus back home and that asshole bus driver was honking every 15 seconds as if he had put that horn just a day before and was showing off to everyone that see I have put a new horn in my bus. Alright dude I get it its your new thing but the ears I have are not fucking yours, they are mine. Don't subject me to this you fucking moron! Whatever! I decided to sleep but hooooooooonnnnnkkkkkkkkkk hoooooooooooonnnnnnkkkkkk!! Crazy driver!! I had to put my earphones and play music the loudest I could to remotely sway away that noise. Drivers here honk way too much!
I came back home and slept off and woke up around 7 in the evening. We decided to cook dinner tonight instead of going out. :D Flatmate and the lady I went to Ujjain with got vegetables and stuff and we started the process. I, being the youngest wasn't expected to do much! Haha, I love being the kid! :D But I wasn't feeling very good about not contributing. I made Bhel Puri. No! Don't be in any misconceptions that I made all the things and made Bhel Puri, I had got a Haldiram Bhel Puri mix when I had come for worst case scenario sake (no food available) but worst case scenario hadn't struck yet so it was lying spare. I made Bhelpuri and it was Yum! Thanks to Haldiram, there isn't much that I do in it, except cutting onions and boil a potato (which my flatmate did for me) and mix the masala and stuff and nicely mix all the ingredients. lol.
Finally they were done cutting all the veggies and we decided to make mix-veg curry, rice and curd. It was super yum! I couldn't believe that we made all that stuff! What a satisfaction. :D
It was fun weekend! :D
So we head out for Ujjain at 7:30 am and took a bus from Indore. We reached there by 9:30 am. From the place he dropped us we had to take a shared auto but it was not exactly a normal auto. It was like one of those automobiles that you can use if you were planning to make Transformers in Hindi. hahahahaha. It was a huge, rusty, old styled tempo like thing with only one tyre in the front and two rows of seats in the behind in which people face each other. I was so fascinated with that Transformers auto ride. :D If you still didn't get a visual of what I am trying to explain then click on this link: http://www.loupiote.com/photos/4160382936.shtml
We finally reached Mahakaleshwar Mandir or simply Mahakal as locals call it. It is one of the Jyotirlingas out of the 12. The scene inside the temple was truly mesmerizing. The rush, people chanting 'Om Namah Shivayah', beating of drums and cymbals, absolutely mesmerizing. All I could do was fold my hands and gaze at the absolutely amazing Shivlinga. The Shivlinga there was exactly like we see in the movies and how we have read in old stories. Perfectly elongated dome shaped which would for once make you think that it may be carved by some person but such is the magic of nature, it creates things that are beyond human imagination. It was nice to see milk dripping onto the Linga from a Kalash kept over it and the saint performing his mantras and occasionally pouring some sacred water over the Linga. Finally they made something like eyes on the Linga with red powder and lit the lamp and chanted mantras to mark the end of the Aarti. I think just to watch that Shivlinga was enough to compensate the rickety bus ride and the heat. The only sad part that we were not allowed to go close to the Linga or the Nandi statue. We were made to stand some 30 feet away from the statue and made to witness the Aarti from there. At the entrance you could see a board saying, 'Bhole Baba ke darbar me sab ek hai', but that was not the case there, some people were allowed to go ahead of the point where the barricade was kept while others had to see it from a distance. Unfair, I want to touch the Linga too!!
We got of the temple decided to eat something. I had samosas! :D But to be frank street food in Indore disappoints me, I don't know why but I am not quite satisfied with the street food here. I don't know whats the use of putting sev over every single item you prepare. That is just dumb! :P The best item I've had after coming here is Sev Tamatar though. Its a must have if you ever come to Indore. I decided to skip the rest of my journey and headed back home owing to the ridiculous heat! I am saying this, can you believe that! For a person who loves summers more than winters, when he says it was ridiculous heat, it means it was RIDICULOUS HEAT!! lol. It makes no sense but whatever it was very hot outside.
We took a bus back home and that asshole bus driver was honking every 15 seconds as if he had put that horn just a day before and was showing off to everyone that see I have put a new horn in my bus. Alright dude I get it its your new thing but the ears I have are not fucking yours, they are mine. Don't subject me to this you fucking moron! Whatever! I decided to sleep but hooooooooonnnnnkkkkkkkkkk hoooooooooooonnnnnnkkkkkk!! Crazy driver!! I had to put my earphones and play music the loudest I could to remotely sway away that noise. Drivers here honk way too much!
I came back home and slept off and woke up around 7 in the evening. We decided to cook dinner tonight instead of going out. :D Flatmate and the lady I went to Ujjain with got vegetables and stuff and we started the process. I, being the youngest wasn't expected to do much! Haha, I love being the kid! :D But I wasn't feeling very good about not contributing. I made Bhel Puri. No! Don't be in any misconceptions that I made all the things and made Bhel Puri, I had got a Haldiram Bhel Puri mix when I had come for worst case scenario sake (no food available) but worst case scenario hadn't struck yet so it was lying spare. I made Bhelpuri and it was Yum! Thanks to Haldiram, there isn't much that I do in it, except cutting onions and boil a potato (which my flatmate did for me) and mix the masala and stuff and nicely mix all the ingredients. lol.
Finally they were done cutting all the veggies and we decided to make mix-veg curry, rice and curd. It was super yum! I couldn't believe that we made all that stuff! What a satisfaction. :D
It was fun weekend! :D
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Indore Journal 9 - Spooky Nights!
Indore crap again!
There was no weekend fun like last week instead on the account of World Environment Day, I guess we had a God forsaken power cut for more than 10 hours. But this blog is not about what I did in my day or what this place is about. Its about tiny creepy little bastards and your internal fears.
Late night I was watching a movie (as always) and unlike the other days this time I was lying on the bed rather than on the mat that I've put on the floor. I put one more bed sheet over the already laid bed sheet. Neatly tucked it in, put my cozy pillow and was lying down and watching 'Casino Royale', the 007 movie. I had loved Bond movies from the time I was 7 or 8. Suddenly I felt something moving on the right side of arm very slowly and I thought it was just air blowing or some ant, I started to ignore it. *James Bond music in background* Then it started moving and I could feel that moment but I couldn't see anything around. I started tapping on my bed and suddenly I tapped on something which was alive and I instantly knew that it was a LIZARD!! A lizard on my bed, even the thought of it is pukish!! I didn't touch it directly, it was beneath my bed sheet and over the old one perhaps. I have always hated those filthy little bastards, those tiny, four legged, ugly looking creeps who look at you with their bulging, watery, tharki eyes. Assholes!! I was always so scared of those wall loving, slow moving, insect hungry losers that I jumped out of my bed and switched on the lights and started searching for it relentlessly but I was shit scared!! I quickly lifted one layer of the bed sheet and started searching for it in panic, I checked layer by layer but couldn't find it. Sweaty palms and forehead, I couldn't believe that something which atleast 10 times smaller than me could make me feel so scared. I went back to watch the movie but this time around I changed the direction in which I was lying down. I put my earphones back and started watching the movie again but this time around I was very conscious and more than the movie I was looking here and there in search of the tiny loser! Loser strikes again, this time it attacked from below, I felt something crawling near my leg and I felt terribly scared again and jumped out of the bed screaming. aaaaaaaaahhhhh!! I switched on the lights only to find that creepy speedster zapping across the room and from beneath the room into the drawing room area. I ran behind it kill it with a show in my hand but I couldn't find anywhere. Lucky loser! I came back into my room still scared and panicky. Time passed and I was a bit relaxed and started to think what had just happened, I started laughing suddenly thinking how such a small reptile can make me jump out of the bed screaming. Such a phattoo I am!!
Aftereffects: 1. I started wearing jeans instead of shorts while sleeping so as to avoid any kind of insect bites. hahahahahahahaha
2. Whenever I take out any clothes from my bag, first thing I do is shake it, to shoo off any insect and stuff. hahahahaha.
You should do that too, you never know some lizard may crawl into your wardrobe and when you wear that favourite t-shirt of yours you suddenly feel something crawling on you with James Bond theme playing in the background!! :D
Enough of creepy stuff now its time for some spooky stuff. :D
I was coming back from dinner and my flatmate went to his friend's place to watch a match. I was walking alone and while going back home we have to walk by a cemetery. I thought of calling one of my friend as I had not spoke to her since I had come here. I was talking to her about what happens here and she was telling me about stuff happening back home (with her brother constantly doing bak-bak in the background hahahahaha) and while talking I reached the cemetery and suddenly the phone gets CUT!! I look to my left and right to see if everything is alright. I was wishing for my Casper to come and save me from the bad ghosts. I called her back and guess what. 'The number you are trying to call is currently switched off' SWITCHED OFF!! Are you freaking kiddin' me?? I just spoke to her 5 seconds ago! 5 seconds do you get that, a phone doesn't get switched off in 5 seconds. I started to walk a little faster, totally spooked. I called her again, and again the same result, switched off!! Haven't you felt sometimes that someone is trying to follow you but in reality there is no one. This reminds of this song called 'Fear of the Dark' by Iron Maiden. Thinking about ghosts and stuff, I always had a theory that when people die there body is cremated but their souls linger around, so if the current population on earth is 6 billion there will be much more people who have already died and whose souls are lingering on earth, so the living things are in minority to them and they are everywhere around us but we can't see them. I started walking faster and felt relieved seeing my flat. And after around an hour I got a text from her saying that her phone got switched off because of low battery and we had a good laugh thinking about the incident.
PS: My sincere efforts to spook you. Be conscious those creepy little bastards and spooky ghosts are all around you. BEWARE!!
There was no weekend fun like last week instead on the account of World Environment Day, I guess we had a God forsaken power cut for more than 10 hours. But this blog is not about what I did in my day or what this place is about. Its about tiny creepy little bastards and your internal fears.
Late night I was watching a movie (as always) and unlike the other days this time I was lying on the bed rather than on the mat that I've put on the floor. I put one more bed sheet over the already laid bed sheet. Neatly tucked it in, put my cozy pillow and was lying down and watching 'Casino Royale', the 007 movie. I had loved Bond movies from the time I was 7 or 8. Suddenly I felt something moving on the right side of arm very slowly and I thought it was just air blowing or some ant, I started to ignore it. *James Bond music in background* Then it started moving and I could feel that moment but I couldn't see anything around. I started tapping on my bed and suddenly I tapped on something which was alive and I instantly knew that it was a LIZARD!! A lizard on my bed, even the thought of it is pukish!! I didn't touch it directly, it was beneath my bed sheet and over the old one perhaps. I have always hated those filthy little bastards, those tiny, four legged, ugly looking creeps who look at you with their bulging, watery, tharki eyes. Assholes!! I was always so scared of those wall loving, slow moving, insect hungry losers that I jumped out of my bed and switched on the lights and started searching for it relentlessly but I was shit scared!! I quickly lifted one layer of the bed sheet and started searching for it in panic, I checked layer by layer but couldn't find it. Sweaty palms and forehead, I couldn't believe that something which atleast 10 times smaller than me could make me feel so scared. I went back to watch the movie but this time around I changed the direction in which I was lying down. I put my earphones back and started watching the movie again but this time around I was very conscious and more than the movie I was looking here and there in search of the tiny loser! Loser strikes again, this time it attacked from below, I felt something crawling near my leg and I felt terribly scared again and jumped out of the bed screaming. aaaaaaaaahhhhh!! I switched on the lights only to find that creepy speedster zapping across the room and from beneath the room into the drawing room area. I ran behind it kill it with a show in my hand but I couldn't find anywhere. Lucky loser! I came back into my room still scared and panicky. Time passed and I was a bit relaxed and started to think what had just happened, I started laughing suddenly thinking how such a small reptile can make me jump out of the bed screaming. Such a phattoo I am!!
Aftereffects: 1. I started wearing jeans instead of shorts while sleeping so as to avoid any kind of insect bites. hahahahahahahaha
2. Whenever I take out any clothes from my bag, first thing I do is shake it, to shoo off any insect and stuff. hahahahaha.
You should do that too, you never know some lizard may crawl into your wardrobe and when you wear that favourite t-shirt of yours you suddenly feel something crawling on you with James Bond theme playing in the background!! :D
Enough of creepy stuff now its time for some spooky stuff. :D
I was coming back from dinner and my flatmate went to his friend's place to watch a match. I was walking alone and while going back home we have to walk by a cemetery. I thought of calling one of my friend as I had not spoke to her since I had come here. I was talking to her about what happens here and she was telling me about stuff happening back home (with her brother constantly doing bak-bak in the background hahahahaha) and while talking I reached the cemetery and suddenly the phone gets CUT!! I look to my left and right to see if everything is alright. I was wishing for my Casper to come and save me from the bad ghosts. I called her back and guess what. 'The number you are trying to call is currently switched off' SWITCHED OFF!! Are you freaking kiddin' me?? I just spoke to her 5 seconds ago! 5 seconds do you get that, a phone doesn't get switched off in 5 seconds. I started to walk a little faster, totally spooked. I called her again, and again the same result, switched off!! Haven't you felt sometimes that someone is trying to follow you but in reality there is no one. This reminds of this song called 'Fear of the Dark' by Iron Maiden. Thinking about ghosts and stuff, I always had a theory that when people die there body is cremated but their souls linger around, so if the current population on earth is 6 billion there will be much more people who have already died and whose souls are lingering on earth, so the living things are in minority to them and they are everywhere around us but we can't see them. I started walking faster and felt relieved seeing my flat. And after around an hour I got a text from her saying that her phone got switched off because of low battery and we had a good laugh thinking about the incident.
PS: My sincere efforts to spook you. Be conscious those creepy little bastards and spooky ghosts are all around you. BEWARE!!
Friday, June 3, 2011
Indore Journal 8
Back to Indore once again. Yesterday my flatmate was telling something about IPL being held in Indore. I was like "What?? Come again.." I am sure everybody has had enough of IPL by now, what more now? Turns out that a tournament called Indore Premier League is going in Holkar Stadium. Firstly the name of the stadium was so hilarious. I was like "What??" again. lol 'Hole kar' ye kya logic hai yaar stadium ke naam ke piche??. Turns out that the rulers of this land were called Holkars. They were great blah blah blah did blah blah constructed blah blah!! Go to wiki and check if you are interested. :P
So in the evening we decided to check it out. We went there, believe the stadium is absolutely fantastic!! Lush green outfield, all electronic systems for scoring and stuff, neat floodlights, average seating and the field area is bigger that Ferozshah Kotla so I was like "achcha ji Delhi se bada kya baat hai!!" We got seated there. We expected that the stadium would be empty but to our surprise we found that there were around 500 persons to watch the match. I love the passion for the game here. Even when IPL was hosted here, the actual one, the stadium was packed unlike other venues this time. The chief guest was deputy collector of Indore. I had visited his office in the day but found out that he was not in his office and would return back by 4 and when I saw him out there I was so pissed off with with. I mean you have time for this but you can't be in office. ^%&^%&&(($$#!!!!
The match was being played between Gwalior and Bhopal divisional teams. Both of them had hideous jerseys. lol. Pink and white - Gwalior and Green and yellow - Bhopal. Gwalior batter first and crawled their way to 106/8 in reply Bhopal started whacking the ball right for the word go until the rain gods intervened and stopped the play. It was so amazing to see droplets in front of the floodlight. Millions of tiny drops falling down in different directions and big beam of light coming from behind it. It was amazing. :D The match didn't start again.
Monsoons are here in Indore, I guess, it rained and kept raining and it rained in the morning as well. Moti moti boondoon wali baarish! :D
So in the evening we decided to check it out. We went there, believe the stadium is absolutely fantastic!! Lush green outfield, all electronic systems for scoring and stuff, neat floodlights, average seating and the field area is bigger that Ferozshah Kotla so I was like "achcha ji Delhi se bada kya baat hai!!" We got seated there. We expected that the stadium would be empty but to our surprise we found that there were around 500 persons to watch the match. I love the passion for the game here. Even when IPL was hosted here, the actual one, the stadium was packed unlike other venues this time. The chief guest was deputy collector of Indore. I had visited his office in the day but found out that he was not in his office and would return back by 4 and when I saw him out there I was so pissed off with with. I mean you have time for this but you can't be in office. ^%&^%&&(($$#!!!!
The match was being played between Gwalior and Bhopal divisional teams. Both of them had hideous jerseys. lol. Pink and white - Gwalior and Green and yellow - Bhopal. Gwalior batter first and crawled their way to 106/8 in reply Bhopal started whacking the ball right for the word go until the rain gods intervened and stopped the play. It was so amazing to see droplets in front of the floodlight. Millions of tiny drops falling down in different directions and big beam of light coming from behind it. It was amazing. :D The match didn't start again.
Monsoons are here in Indore, I guess, it rained and kept raining and it rained in the morning as well. Moti moti boondoon wali baarish! :D
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Childhood Memories
'Change is inevitable and change is necessary'
Hence, we should also change something in the blog. Enough of Indore stuff for now. I will keep you updated with new happenings here in later blogs but today we will go into my childhood memories. I always wanted to pen down memories of mine till the age of 7-8. I think that is the carefree part of life where you needn't worry about anything and everything is taken care of by our parents and teachers (though that is still the case with me, I'm a loser, I agree).
I used to study in Vidya Public School before coming to BVB in class 3. So most of these memories happen in VPS. I'm not writing about the memories at home. It was a small school near my house. I could hear the morning bell in school from my house. That close.
Nursery-C
I don't remember the name of the teacher and I don't have many memories of that class. We had grey uniform. Grey pants and blue sweater in winters and grey shorts and shirt in summer.
Prep
I remember the name of the teacher. Her name was Vandana. She had long nails with which she used to pinch kids who disobeyed or didn't do their homework. *evil lady* But I was a good boy so I was never pinched. :D That classroom was really small and we had two types of chairs. Some were desk and chair type and the other one was on which desk was attached to the chair, umm, like the ones on which the desk is on one side of the arm of the chair. Everyone used to run for the attached chairs.
Class 1
The name of the teacher was Mrs. Gulati. She was a fat lady who used to put very dark lipstick. >:P This classroom was on the first floor. By this time I had made a couple of friends in school. We used to stand in the corridor in lunch period and look what's happening downstairs. And gaze at the small canteen and play area on the ground floor. The school didn't have a playground so whenever there was a games period, we either used to be seated in the school or taken to a park in the nearby housing area.
Class 2
We had Vandana Ma'am again as our Class teacher, the same lady with long nails. I was so scared of her right from the beginning. I remember there was a chapter in English at that time in which there was a camel who was crippled from one leg and didn't have one eye and how a merchant finds the thief following the path on which the camel walked. Since the camel had only one eye it ate grass from only one side of the path and because of its cripple, when the camel walked the footmarks of that leg was deeper on the sand. Something like that.
Class 3 - Beginning
This was a very pathetic classroom on the top floor made of wooden planks. It had tin shed and the walls were made of wooden planks. The classroom was always dirty because of the saw dust from because of the construction activity around it.
Random Memories
I particularly remember the Principal and the peon from that school. The principal was a 45-50 year old lady named Madhu Rai. She was always caring and always smiled. I just used to see her in the assembly. She didn't speak much either. The name of the peon was Kamal. He always used to wave and smile at me I think it was because he distinctly used to remember me as I was always late. I always used to start from my house when the bell rang and if you reach after the first bell there was a fine of Re.1. So it was a custom for me to carry Re.1 to school everyday. lol
I remember some of the people from there. I had 2 best friends there, their names were Hitesh Manchanda & Tausif Iqbal. I found Tausif on facebook some time back but he didn't remember me much. I couldn't find Hitesh though I searched a lot. He was very fair. We used to sit together and play. Both of them were very intelligent. Saloni (arguably my first crush) *blush* She was a really cute child. Once what happened was that it was her birthday, she distributed toffees and a tiffin box. I got a yellow coloured box, so everyone started teasing me 'potty wala colour potty wala colour', so she changed my tiffin box and gave me a green one. <3 hahhahahaha so romantic. Everyone used to tease her by singing that song 'Sanwali Saloni teri jheel si aankhen', though she was so not sanwali, she was really fair. Then there was this girl named Tarasha who used to live very close to school. So when mom used to come to pick me up from creche, we used to pass her house and sometimes mum would stop to talk to her mom about the school and in general. I have no clue where both of them are. Then there was this girl named Sumitra, my dad used to work with her dad. One day she was telling her about her new landline phone. So everybody was awed and started taking her number. I took her number too. I don't know how my dad saw that number and went paranoid. I was like what's wrong in this number. I still don't understand why he was so mad at me then. I last met her in a marriage and when I heard last she was doing some course in Kerala. There were 3 Gaurav in my class. I was always confused between them. lol. Twin sisters called Divya and Vidya. I had some really awful stories about one of them that she tried to elope with some guy. hahahaha. Crazy girl! Then there was Purnima who used to be in my creche as well. She was really fair, my mum always used to scold to take bath properly so that I become fair and not to go in the sun. hahahahahaha.
I remember a teacher who asked us to bring 4 pencils , an eraser and a handkerchief to school everyday. As soon as she came to class everyone was suppose to keep these stuff on the table so that she could check otherwise she would scold that poor chap really badly. And I was always on the top her list of offenders. I had many pencils and my mom and dad used to buy me new stationary almost everyday but as a ritual i would misplace it EVERY SINGLE DAY. I don't know how am I so talented in misplacing stuff, a talent I am still very good at. lol. Once what happened was this lady was checking pencils. I had bought that pencil at that time, the ones in which you could change the lead, it had some 10 pencil heads and you could remove and put it from the back and a new head would come. I kept that on the table and said that Ma'am it is equivalent to 10 pencils, so she she snapped back at me saying not if you misplace this single one. Ya whatever but it feels nice that a 7 year old could tell on her face ki ye 10 ke barabar hai. hahahaha
We used to have assembly every day before the start of classes. In that we used to sing 'Humko mann ki shakti dena', I still listen to this song whenever it comes on the radio. The song tells us about seeking courage from God to move forward in life. The assembly always use to end with the national anthem. I used to love singing it. I love my national anthem. It's the best in the world (atleast out of the ones I have heard so far but I am sure it is). There was day on which the teacher had asked us to memorize a patriotic song and we were suppose to recite it in front of the whole school. As consistent I forgot about that in the evening and started crying in the morning. I was very reluctant to go to school that day but my mom and dad would never let me take a holiday. My dad used to walk me to school everyday, while walking he asked me to memorize 'Saare jahaan se achcha' line by line, I started singing with him and memorizing it.
Saare jahaan se achcha
Hindustan humara
Hum bulbule hai iske
Ye gulsita humara humara
Saare jahaan se achcha
I finally reached the assembly to find that only a select few were suppose to sing the song. I was so so relieved on hearing upon that. Bach gaya!!:D
Once there was a incident when I was late to school, I had my Re.1 in my hand and was standing in the late-comers line. Kids who came via bus formed a different line right beside as the buses too were late sometimes but they didn't have to pay any fine and no punishment for them as well. So I was standing in the latecomers line, one of my friends was in the bus line. The bus teacher who used to escort this line into the school building was absent that day, so my friend asked me to sneak into that line. I gladly sneaked in and went to my classroom without paying and without punishment. Yay!!
There was a computer lab in the school but it had just 2 computer out of that only 1 was supposed to be operated. On this computer that teacher used to invite kids for 2 mins to make them press a key and send them back. I think she was making us familiarize with the keys. There was a game on it in which we had to play billiards, we had to first orient the cue with the mouse and then hit space bar to hit. Just 1 minute per student. Crazy people!
Once there was a class party. I think it was last day before Christmas. Each kid was suppose to bring something to eat from their home and then everyone would share. I had got burfis which had burfi on the bottom and chocolate layer on the top. The classroom was decorated with frills and stuff and their was some music as well. The teacher asked everyone to dance. I was so busy eating that I could hardly bother. Mrs. Gulati invited me to dance and started demonstrating to others how to dance. She taught some ball dance type moves and sadly I was her scapegoat. >:P
In class 2, I had my first attempt at peek-a-boo in an exam. I think I just didn't know 1 answer of 1 mark. Suddenly the girl who sat behind me asked me for the scale, as I turned to give it to her, my eyes fell on her sheet and I got that answer. I consider that as the first time I cheated in exams. I think I did that a couple of more times in the later exams but it was intentional then. hahaha
One day Nestle Milo van came to my school. They gave a cup of really hot Milo to every student. I always used to buy Milo at home as well because there was a free bat with it. :D
It was announced that class photograph would be clicked the next day and everyone was suppose to be in full school uniform with a bow-tie instead of the normal tie. Dad couldn't find bow-tie in the market so he said that he will buy that from the school book shop the next day. But it wasn't available their either. I started crying so dad bought be one more normal tie. So now I had 2 ties. :D My friends were teasing me that I didn't have a bow-tie, so I showed them 2 ties and said I have 2 you just have 1. :D Finally the time came when the photograph was suppose to be clicked. Everyone stood on in rows, I was in the last row. I wanted to stand with Tausif or Hitesh but I was taller so I had to stand in the last row with Karan (he was a bad boy hahahahaha Sorry dude if you ever read this). I found it really strange that the tie went inside the sweater/pullover, I thought then what's the use of wearing a tie when it is just partially visible. So I decided to wear my tie over my sweater. *rofl* I feel so stupid now. I still have that picture with my tie over my sweater. :D
Crazy days!!! :D :D
Hence, we should also change something in the blog. Enough of Indore stuff for now. I will keep you updated with new happenings here in later blogs but today we will go into my childhood memories. I always wanted to pen down memories of mine till the age of 7-8. I think that is the carefree part of life where you needn't worry about anything and everything is taken care of by our parents and teachers (though that is still the case with me, I'm a loser, I agree).
I used to study in Vidya Public School before coming to BVB in class 3. So most of these memories happen in VPS. I'm not writing about the memories at home. It was a small school near my house. I could hear the morning bell in school from my house. That close.
Nursery-C
I don't remember the name of the teacher and I don't have many memories of that class. We had grey uniform. Grey pants and blue sweater in winters and grey shorts and shirt in summer.
Prep
I remember the name of the teacher. Her name was Vandana. She had long nails with which she used to pinch kids who disobeyed or didn't do their homework. *evil lady* But I was a good boy so I was never pinched. :D That classroom was really small and we had two types of chairs. Some were desk and chair type and the other one was on which desk was attached to the chair, umm, like the ones on which the desk is on one side of the arm of the chair. Everyone used to run for the attached chairs.
Class 1
The name of the teacher was Mrs. Gulati. She was a fat lady who used to put very dark lipstick. >:P This classroom was on the first floor. By this time I had made a couple of friends in school. We used to stand in the corridor in lunch period and look what's happening downstairs. And gaze at the small canteen and play area on the ground floor. The school didn't have a playground so whenever there was a games period, we either used to be seated in the school or taken to a park in the nearby housing area.
Class 2
We had Vandana Ma'am again as our Class teacher, the same lady with long nails. I was so scared of her right from the beginning. I remember there was a chapter in English at that time in which there was a camel who was crippled from one leg and didn't have one eye and how a merchant finds the thief following the path on which the camel walked. Since the camel had only one eye it ate grass from only one side of the path and because of its cripple, when the camel walked the footmarks of that leg was deeper on the sand. Something like that.
Class 3 - Beginning
This was a very pathetic classroom on the top floor made of wooden planks. It had tin shed and the walls were made of wooden planks. The classroom was always dirty because of the saw dust from because of the construction activity around it.
Random Memories
I particularly remember the Principal and the peon from that school. The principal was a 45-50 year old lady named Madhu Rai. She was always caring and always smiled. I just used to see her in the assembly. She didn't speak much either. The name of the peon was Kamal. He always used to wave and smile at me I think it was because he distinctly used to remember me as I was always late. I always used to start from my house when the bell rang and if you reach after the first bell there was a fine of Re.1. So it was a custom for me to carry Re.1 to school everyday. lol
I remember some of the people from there. I had 2 best friends there, their names were Hitesh Manchanda & Tausif Iqbal. I found Tausif on facebook some time back but he didn't remember me much. I couldn't find Hitesh though I searched a lot. He was very fair. We used to sit together and play. Both of them were very intelligent. Saloni (arguably my first crush) *blush* She was a really cute child. Once what happened was that it was her birthday, she distributed toffees and a tiffin box. I got a yellow coloured box, so everyone started teasing me 'potty wala colour potty wala colour', so she changed my tiffin box and gave me a green one. <3 hahhahahaha so romantic. Everyone used to tease her by singing that song 'Sanwali Saloni teri jheel si aankhen', though she was so not sanwali, she was really fair. Then there was this girl named Tarasha who used to live very close to school. So when mom used to come to pick me up from creche, we used to pass her house and sometimes mum would stop to talk to her mom about the school and in general. I have no clue where both of them are. Then there was this girl named Sumitra, my dad used to work with her dad. One day she was telling her about her new landline phone. So everybody was awed and started taking her number. I took her number too. I don't know how my dad saw that number and went paranoid. I was like what's wrong in this number. I still don't understand why he was so mad at me then. I last met her in a marriage and when I heard last she was doing some course in Kerala. There were 3 Gaurav in my class. I was always confused between them. lol. Twin sisters called Divya and Vidya. I had some really awful stories about one of them that she tried to elope with some guy. hahahaha. Crazy girl! Then there was Purnima who used to be in my creche as well. She was really fair, my mum always used to scold to take bath properly so that I become fair and not to go in the sun. hahahahahaha.
I remember a teacher who asked us to bring 4 pencils , an eraser and a handkerchief to school everyday. As soon as she came to class everyone was suppose to keep these stuff on the table so that she could check otherwise she would scold that poor chap really badly. And I was always on the top her list of offenders. I had many pencils and my mom and dad used to buy me new stationary almost everyday but as a ritual i would misplace it EVERY SINGLE DAY. I don't know how am I so talented in misplacing stuff, a talent I am still very good at. lol. Once what happened was this lady was checking pencils. I had bought that pencil at that time, the ones in which you could change the lead, it had some 10 pencil heads and you could remove and put it from the back and a new head would come. I kept that on the table and said that Ma'am it is equivalent to 10 pencils, so she she snapped back at me saying not if you misplace this single one. Ya whatever but it feels nice that a 7 year old could tell on her face ki ye 10 ke barabar hai. hahahaha
We used to have assembly every day before the start of classes. In that we used to sing 'Humko mann ki shakti dena', I still listen to this song whenever it comes on the radio. The song tells us about seeking courage from God to move forward in life. The assembly always use to end with the national anthem. I used to love singing it. I love my national anthem. It's the best in the world (atleast out of the ones I have heard so far but I am sure it is). There was day on which the teacher had asked us to memorize a patriotic song and we were suppose to recite it in front of the whole school. As consistent I forgot about that in the evening and started crying in the morning. I was very reluctant to go to school that day but my mom and dad would never let me take a holiday. My dad used to walk me to school everyday, while walking he asked me to memorize 'Saare jahaan se achcha' line by line, I started singing with him and memorizing it.
Saare jahaan se achcha
Hindustan humara
Hum bulbule hai iske
Ye gulsita humara humara
Saare jahaan se achcha
I finally reached the assembly to find that only a select few were suppose to sing the song. I was so so relieved on hearing upon that. Bach gaya!!:D
Once there was a incident when I was late to school, I had my Re.1 in my hand and was standing in the late-comers line. Kids who came via bus formed a different line right beside as the buses too were late sometimes but they didn't have to pay any fine and no punishment for them as well. So I was standing in the latecomers line, one of my friends was in the bus line. The bus teacher who used to escort this line into the school building was absent that day, so my friend asked me to sneak into that line. I gladly sneaked in and went to my classroom without paying and without punishment. Yay!!
There was a computer lab in the school but it had just 2 computer out of that only 1 was supposed to be operated. On this computer that teacher used to invite kids for 2 mins to make them press a key and send them back. I think she was making us familiarize with the keys. There was a game on it in which we had to play billiards, we had to first orient the cue with the mouse and then hit space bar to hit. Just 1 minute per student. Crazy people!
Once there was a class party. I think it was last day before Christmas. Each kid was suppose to bring something to eat from their home and then everyone would share. I had got burfis which had burfi on the bottom and chocolate layer on the top. The classroom was decorated with frills and stuff and their was some music as well. The teacher asked everyone to dance. I was so busy eating that I could hardly bother. Mrs. Gulati invited me to dance and started demonstrating to others how to dance. She taught some ball dance type moves and sadly I was her scapegoat. >:P
In class 2, I had my first attempt at peek-a-boo in an exam. I think I just didn't know 1 answer of 1 mark. Suddenly the girl who sat behind me asked me for the scale, as I turned to give it to her, my eyes fell on her sheet and I got that answer. I consider that as the first time I cheated in exams. I think I did that a couple of more times in the later exams but it was intentional then. hahaha
One day Nestle Milo van came to my school. They gave a cup of really hot Milo to every student. I always used to buy Milo at home as well because there was a free bat with it. :D
It was announced that class photograph would be clicked the next day and everyone was suppose to be in full school uniform with a bow-tie instead of the normal tie. Dad couldn't find bow-tie in the market so he said that he will buy that from the school book shop the next day. But it wasn't available their either. I started crying so dad bought be one more normal tie. So now I had 2 ties. :D My friends were teasing me that I didn't have a bow-tie, so I showed them 2 ties and said I have 2 you just have 1. :D Finally the time came when the photograph was suppose to be clicked. Everyone stood on in rows, I was in the last row. I wanted to stand with Tausif or Hitesh but I was taller so I had to stand in the last row with Karan (he was a bad boy hahahahaha Sorry dude if you ever read this). I found it really strange that the tie went inside the sweater/pullover, I thought then what's the use of wearing a tie when it is just partially visible. So I decided to wear my tie over my sweater. *rofl* I feel so stupid now. I still have that picture with my tie over my sweater. :D
Crazy days!!! :D :D
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