'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
Interesting writing style..... I have stopped writing for a quite a long time after I could not clear IIT-JEE in 2007 I was forced to quit creative writing as my eldest brother thought that I am turning to literature rather than science. He threatened if I didn't stop such silly things as he thought my all written poems and lyrics will be burnt and I had no option. Thanks to SPA that I again feel a bit satisfied by what life has given me and a platform from which I can achieve my few cherished dreams.
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