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Funny Nostalgic School Days

I was growing tired of learning for hours together and writing scipts and analysing the various init.d scripts which was quiet evident on some of my posts, but i really was tired yesterday so i sought refuge in the various chats that i have with my friends . Although i have it on a regular basis but this time i was eager to listen to them and make a mockery of them , unlike the usual chats and conferences this time i wanted to take the initiatives so when i opened the pidgin tool i was so eager to chat when a school mate of mine logged in, I was more than happy and I was ROFLING cause he reminded me of the “little Jamal” of Slumdog millionaire.SO the chat went like this..

ME : hey !! how are you ??
Kanday: I’m fine da !!
ME: Hows everything in the training da ?
Kanday: Its cool buddy..
Me: hey wasteland.. did you watch “Slumdog Milionaire” ??
Kanday: I’m really Busy da..
Me: Busy with the gals or with the coffee machine..
Kanday: Shit !!!
Me: U must watch the movie,it remind me of you in the shithole 🙂

And with the mention of shit hole he logged out. But he was on ym and poor guy didn’t know that i use pidgin and i pinged him again and he fled out of it 🙂 . I did not know with what intent he logged in, but he really tickled me to the fullest and i was like ROFLMAO’ing  really, and the worried look on my Mom and Dad’s face realized me how weird my act looked like to them especially when the time was 11.00 P.M. My mom even volunteered to ask me if everything was OK , cause she was worried of me sticking to the PC and learning scripting language and working on MySQL cause i learn things at a stretch.

The guy really made me light and made me think about the good old school days. Things did happens even before i came to chennai, but after I came to chennai some things kept me really captivated and made me stick to chennai, this was just one of the incidents with few friends of mine which made me glued to the city. You might think what really made me go rolling after the chat..?? He was actually one of my classmates  an incident involving him and a shit hole was a pinnacle of comedy/pranks  one would expect at schools.

My school was no exception to all the usual passion filled games and the pranks that happen usually, but i think we broke the levels at some instances . We as a batch were a  cricket crazy batch and often resorted to play cricket at every  possible instance provided. I don’t exactly remember the exact day or date or even the month, but it was in the rainy season and since we never had a good relations with Physical trainer at school we were never given a chance to use some of the equipments available at school, so at every instance of us asking for a cricket bat ended up in vain, but we relentlessly went and asked him but this day (when the “event” happened ) was different and he offered us a football instead of cricket kit, although most of us showed our discontent with a grimace on our faces, but he bullied us to play football and since it was a rainy season it was hard to play football, he left us in the ground having no other way we resorted to playing football with our own rules 🙂 (actually inspired by all the violence at the club level games 😛 )

Believe me or not the school playground wasn’t a well maintained one so it was filled with either stones or potholes and ground itself never looked like a plain surface to play football, despite all these hindrances and since it was kinda drizzling and we all being in an excited state of atleast doing something that would sap our energies, especially coming after the boring class of “Geography” class  about different kinds of Soils started playing the game with the vigor that none would expect from us and often few said “jai hanuman” while attacking the ball (oops balls 😛 ) . The game wasn’t played with the rules in mind unlike those that are played in other schools, it was as if a melee happening around the ball or a flood relief being distributed and often times the ball was never ever the aim of the kicker like these games. So it was just another passion filled game that we used to play.

The game moved away from being played with the real spirit of the game and started taking other directions, like people started tiring other, tried dodging others on the field and then when people started really running short of ideas me tiring and running out of all the available options to end the game and get back to enjoy the rain siting in the classroom’s luxurious fans, i thought of an evil idea of making fun, but this one was really evil cause it involved shits 🙂

Being a brat in a class, one often has a group to propagates ones evil ideas, and i was no exception to it, so what really was that as we were playing really at a slow pace, with my ideas propagating through the group suddenly the class picked up the momentum in which the game was played and we started moving to a pit (an abyss to be more precise) and it was filled with all kinds of waste be it crap or bullshit and to make it worse it became a swamp cause of the water logging in the rainy season. So when the football went closed to the hole someone kicked it into the hole and as all the class was moving with the ball , everyone gathered around the pit and everyone gazed at it, and everyone started giving reasons for not entering the pit, unlike other plans this took a time cause the target (the main scapegoat )  was a real sloth and had to move from the other corner of the ground to the pit, i expected him to come to me cause i looked like a innocent guy and despite me making him embarrass amidst the whole school still he sticks to me (atleast till this incident happened) . But this time he was cautious i think, so moved close to another guy , but he wasn’t any better than me when it comes to playing pranks and actually we were accomplices when it comes to implementing the pranks.

Suddenly people started playing the blame games and asked every other guy to take the ball and everything worked as per plan, so “Kanday” (the guy ) looked around and wasn’t even involving himself in the heated conversation. But I along with my accomplices had him as the target and the guy went around him,but he was caution really cautious and even avoided the pushing attempt by one, but the guy was relentless caught him and threw him in !!! believe me or not he really threw him into the pit and he was like the “little jamal” drenched out of shit :P,but the guy really did not stop amusing us right there, unlike any other guy who would have called his mother/father/brother or any god he started screaming in high pitch calling “SAKTHIMAN” as if he would come to his rescue, but this really made us go ROFLing on the ground and he was like “Mudhalvan arjun” but smelled like the “little jamal” out of the pit :), even after a minute of us rofling he was still shouting for shaktiman !!, the guy’s screaming made some of the peons in the school run and rescue him and then followed an investigation and rest was history as we went on to become the talk of the staff rooms and principal room :).

P.S: I Couldn’t disclose his identity cause he went on to become a womanizer in  S.R.M Deemed University, C.S.E department, and if you are really persistent of getting his identity all that i would say is that he had a long name like the guys from Andra and he had a middle name of what kamal hasan had in P.“K”.S, and the guy often involves in Help talk and speaks French when he tries speaking in English, thats actually his specialty 😛

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D-Day when i started it ALL

Someday in april of 1993,Sky looked clear as i got up and saw both my brother and sister studying very seriously for their exams,although my sister was almost half asleep and since it was the last day of exams ,i was thinking “why do these people read so much when they are gonna write answers for just few questions, moreover i was thinking more about the kothikamachi game i played the previous day rather than studying for the exam.
I got up from the bed and went straight to kitchen to have something since i was very hungry while getting up. On my mom’s insistence i brushed my teeth and went and picked the cream biscuit pack and went and sat close to my brother who was looking like some spoky guy which he isn’t, he just shunned me away from his table. which made me go towards my sister seeing her inviting eyes with her mouth watering at the biscuit packet i moved towards the bed and started to eat and went to sleep again after eating it.

Out of a sudden i heard a violent jerk on me and my brother woke me ..

Bro: Enthiri da nayeee(Get up you dawg).. you have your science exam today.
Moi: dei nayee.. athu ellan simple than .. (You dawg.. everythings simple only) chinta mat kar.. (dont worry )
Bro: Eppo eluda porai ?? next year ah ?? School time aachi.. (When are you gonna write it ?? next year eh ?? its time for the school )
Moi: ok ok nanum kelamburain.. (i’m getting ready)

Mom helped me get ready and i started from home with a gait which my brother always used to mock at home. Since both my Bro and sis were kinda tensed for their exams i was at my usual best trying to catch butterflies at the road side.. its usual thing for my brother to drag me to the school everyday. After the morning prayer we had this exam since i never was in any kinda situation so were people around me. We had a nice conversation about the previous days TV show which was getting thrilling day by day. I had my competitor( swetha) sitting behind just across me and was like praying .She was one cute gal who looked gorgeous everytime one sees her.
Moi: kaisi ho ?? ( how are you?)
SW:achhi huun. Pura pad liya kya ?? (i’m fine .. did you completely study?? )
Moi: nahi re.. final exam hai na.. kam-o-kham hollidays ke bare mein soch raha tha.. (nope. since its the final exam was thinking more about the hollidays )
SW: Oh.. kitna be padho phir bhi nervous.. ( oh.. whatever i read i still feel nervous)
Suddenly the teacher appears in the class and the usual calmness creeps into the class.

Moi: All the best. (with a wicked smile )

After that the teacher waits for the bell to ring and hands over the question paper. Since it was Science paper i hardly had any trouble answering any of them and suddenly there was one question about drawing a diagram about the solar system. I was like perplexed with the question . you know why ?? I didn’t have anything to make the circles. I stood up and asked the stupid teacher for my water bottle cap but she refused to give it to me.. i resorted to my bench mate but he hardly cared to listen to me..There were already guys outside the hall playing in the ground and i was almost done with the paper except for the drawing. Those cardboard that one plays after the exams was already on my head, Moreover i even thought its better to draw it with hand but i wanted perfection that time , i resorted to asking Swetha hesitantly twisting myself and asked her in mumbling sound

Moi: sh.. shhh..
SW: what ?? (in gestures)
Moi: i showed her the bangles.
SW : kyon ?? (why ?? )
Moi: solar system
Teacher shouts “Silence “
Moi: Solar system ka diagram karna hai.. ( i need to draw the solar system’s diagram)
SW: Toh.. mai kya karoon ?? (So.. what should i do then ?? )
Moi: (in gestures)Give me the Bangles..
SW: muje help kar.. (help me then..)
Moi: kya karoon ?? (what to do ??)
SW: Question no 6.. plejje.. (please)
Moi: dekh leh.. par jaldi kar bahar jana hai.. sab khel rahen hai.. match start ho jayega ( See it.. but do it fast, everyones playing.. the match is about to begin)
SW:Yeh leh bangles… dikha jaldi.. (here are your bangles and show me fast..)
Within minutes i completed the exam and ran to the teacher and handed over the paper and raced out of the classroom and jumped in excitement that i have completed my 1st std.
After a 2 hrs of playing and loitering in the streets on my way back home i was almost dead tired, Reached home and threw my writting pad .. when my brother inquired about the exam.
Bro: eppudi da irundadhu ?? (how was it ??)
Moi: Easy na.. chappa paper na.. 100% kedaikkum ( Easy bro.. waste paper will get 100% for sure. )
Bro: Then what did you do for the past 2 hrs then ??
Since we share everything among us..i thought it would be better to tell him about this incident to my bro
Moi: annna.. (Bro)
Bro: Yenna ??(what??) almost instantly (since we were watching an india Vs NZ match that day very seriously)
Moi:Anna exam romba seekrama complete kar diya re.. (Bro completed the exam too early)
Bro: how ??
Moi: late he hota lekin one girl helped .. ( it would have been late except for one girl’s help. )
Bro: yennada ?? girlfriend kitta kaapi ah ? (what ?? copied from your girlfriend ?? )
Moi : No no.. she helped .. i helped
Bro : Dei vahi copy hai.. (Hey thats only called copying..)
Moi:kya anna.. ? i was just helping her.. (What bro.. i was just helping her)
Bro: tell me what did you copy ??
Moi: Copy nahi i helped her..
Bro: kaun oh swetha va ??
Moi: haan vahi.. but just helped her..
Bro: dey nayee sollu yenna pannen ??
Moi: i asked for bangles.. and she asked me to help her with question 6
Bro: dey athu than copy. kutta.. thu hi help kiya but she copied you.. anyway you are gonna lose your rank just for this.. you are one big loser.
Moi: che poda kutta.. 😦
Bro:dey no bad words main bada hoon..
Moi: poda panni … i punched at this ass and ran off since i hardly could reach this face 🙂
I wept for sometime, complained to my mom and then started thinking about it again.. i was feeling really guilty about the whole thing for about half an hour and then i went to my bro again and reconciled with him again and started asking

Moi: dey copy panna pudipangala ??
Bro: Onum illai.. ne etho 1s class athan vittu tange.. illai na pudipange..

The guilt feeling was there for the whole night, i even had a nightmare that night of my teacher coming home and catching me and scolding me as if there was no tomorrow. 6 yrs down the lane i was such a pro in copying that i hardly had the guilt feeling after doing this, which only improved in my college days to be called a pro in this regard.
P.S: This was actually due to a post made on copying in a lab which made me whack my mind to narrow down when i started doing it. Never mind my Hin-tam-glish since i used to speak about 4 languages at home it was kinda usual for us at home to talk is 4 different languages at home still people understood.

Nostalgia Hits Me

This evening when there was this power cut (which sucks to the core), i was playing with my nephew when i overheard the neighbourhood kids talking about an event that occured, they were so excited about it that they were literally shouting considering the fact that there was no power at home, since i was damn curious about it, I went ahead and enquired them about
their excited talk, i was shell shocked when i heard the reply. “HOW COULD I EVER FORGET THIS DAY ???Its September 5th“. Right after hearing those words, i felt that all the sounds around me faded away especially my nephew who always screems for my iPOD. It always feels quiet different when you think about the past. You seem to enjoy the sweet memories.

I really felt as if i was sitting in my classroom with my best-buddy “baby” close to me, and all the the rest of kuttali around me and i was experiencing the way we used to discuss about the various teachers and few inspirational ones too

Although i flaunt of having a better memory, this feeling was dented when i thought of remembering all the teachers who taught me in school days. Poor me i hardly remember of any teachers who taught me before i came to chennai i.e. prior to 4th std. the few that i remember are the ones that inspired me, tickled me a lot and i still laugh out laud when i think about the funny events that occured during school days. Although there are a lotta teachers but the
funniest ones are the ones that i still think about on every instance which makes me think about school days.

The few who came to my instantly were …

Mr.Giridhar : He was the one who screwed my name a lotta times, he used to butcher my name right in the prayer session, which was the most embarassing thing ever. How could i forget someone who used to make me my first period at school at time for others to mock at me :(.

Mr.Gopalakrishnan pulavar: He is hardly 4.5ft with a pot belly and he always tries hard to Bully his students to learn sanskrit his way which is always reciting something or the other. He used to bully a guy in our class who totally disliked both sanskrit and him to the same extent. The funniest part of the whole thing is whenever the class was free and he happened to pass by he used to come into the class and enquire for that particular guy and go hit him and punish him almost everytime. Although most of us feel for this guy, but the way the whole thing happens is one of the funniest thing in my school days. Although a bunch of guys including me hated his class the events that occur during his class makes us urge for a sanskrit class despite having to go through the torture. There used to be countdown timer running right from the starting of the class for the end of it. And the worst thing is that he used to take classes beyond it :(.

Mrs.Mohanakumari Mike mammi“: This is one of the best teachers i have ever met, she is the ever supportive, ever green personality of my school days. Even though my stint with her was a short period of around 8 months, but i hope i had spent more time with her. Inspiring character in a fat structure, and to add it all she used to speak as if she is using a mike almost everytime 😛 . Funniest thing is she always asks the mikes to be switched off before she speaks at the prayer.

Robincurt angle“: he was the one who verbally bashed me right on the first day of my 11th. The standard punch line delivered by him was “You suck your parents money” and there was no doubt among the whole school why his name was Curt angle. The whole class used to hum the track of curt angle and chorus shout of You Suck follows whenever someone catches a glimpse of him close to the class .

RubySimon Commission” : Although her real name is simon we called her the simon commission just cause she was the one who used to do the moral policing and counselling session and teach chemistry as well. A combination of such a character and chemistry makes her the deadliest teacher. The funniest thing in her is that she used to call home and tell my mom what i did with one particular gal or the other in the school as some kinda reporter, although i hated her initially just for this nature of her in some respect she helped me tell my mom that his son has grown up 😛 which was hard to share with Mom.

Mr.Pandiraja : The biology teacher who sleeps, walks and talks the same way the filmy Pandiraja does. He hardly taught me anything but was one funny thing to notice in the school when we were free.

RHP : The english teacher who used to teach either an empty class or a class which used to be on the back row as a punishment which exclude the gals as usual. She was too biased and we used to kill her with our comments just for that . I still beleive that she became pregnant just to avoid teaching our batch halfway through our 11th and we went on to her house every now and then to remind her of us, which obviously brought her back to the school which she admitted openly in the class . We too showered our love for her the same way we did before :P.

Mr.Rudrapa: He is one greatest Rajni fan who used to teach physics for us in the 11th and 12th. He would be better as a Hardcore RajniKanth fan rather than a Physics Teacher. The moment he enters our class half the class gets empty or else most of them start their lunch or start drooling at the gals. He used to be our favourite invigilator during tests and exams.He was such an ardent fan of rajni , that he starts speaking about him even at exam halls which was used aptly by us. He is a principal right now, god knows how good that school would be managed 🙂

Alba : He is one maths teacher everyone would say no to, he never ever teaches, he just reads the book in the class , although the whole class hates him in this regards at the same time makes fun of him at every instance of his speaking in the class. The very name would tell you the extent to which he butchers English.

One always has a Stomach Ache by the end of English,Maths and Physics class. I was really unlucky that I missed out on the fun at the Biology class. Life was really funny @ school days and the very thought of these teachers makes me LMAO.

p.s: I really feel that i’m getting philosophical these days, thinking about my past and regretting my present which i hate to the core. I’m really expecting to move out of this cobweb of distress. Hope I dont turn into a mad guy venting out all the anger in various blogs.