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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.

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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.