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Sunday, June 20, 2010

A mysterious Ink Sprayer !!!

It was our first day at class eight. As usual we have been asked to go to our previous class ie class seventh and stay there. The maid lady is supposed to come and inform us where we should move to - the new class for this academic year. This academic year is so special. why? Coz now we are going to the high-school building. There are many other reasons also for this excitement. We the seventh standard has been the senior most guys all these years and now we are going to the high-school section where we will be the junior most guys. OK anyways it’s not a big issue for me and my friends at-least, since we have been traveling in the KSRTC school bus from 5th onwards. Can anybody imagine a KSRTC government bus fully given and run as a school bus for any other school in kerala at-least? I have met many people from different parts of kerala and none of them had this privilege. Even many couldn't believe this. Ok what advantage I had traveling in that? Yes I have been in real good friendship with seniors -- the Batch of Jidesh ,sadath , kevin ,arun and hottest girls (couldnt name since they are way too seniors and few are married to my relatives now) -- who were more popular than our batch. So it’s no big deal for us to move around freely and enjoy.

Coming back to the story part. We took our baggages and moved to the new class room. It was the last classroom very close to the border wall. It was like a great wall of china we couldn't see whats behind it but we all know its the famous "k^%$^^$&m Kayal"there. Another special thing about our new class room was that all these years it was the office room of Headmistress and we stood in front of this many a times. :) . ..until last year coming near to the room gave us a similar feeling like getting close to a bee hive .. DANGER DANGER sound murmuring from inside . Now we are in the very same room but with full freedom.



Once we entered the room and as usual there was a rush to get the best seat first. This only happens with those kids in the front benches.The short studious decent slow re-acting guys lol they always rush..(sorry friends ) Since we back benchers always follow the same seating arrangements and as we do have a better understanding between us there was no need to fight for silly things :).And totally our seating will be rearranged by ourselves ,after a few days, according to how the girls gonna sit, since many of us had our own personal choices. As soon as we entered and got settled , few of our friends noticed there were two Regulators for the fan. They got curious and started to fiddle with it hoping to find where is the second fan?One guy switched on each switch one by one and other few started going in search of what it operates. The search team has returned with negative answer. They did not find any thing linked to that extra regulator box. Then one shouted, "if it doesn’t operate anything then why should it stay here?" Another shouted "remove it!"

Just after he told it the regulator was removed and there was a mess to get hands on it. It fell down from one guy and another just tackled it with his foot. That’s it!! A football match started with regulator as ball in no time. It has expanded its boundary to the outside play ground from the class. Finally one kick has gone wrong and it made a goal. Some one shouted "ESCAPE !!". The regulator box exactly passed through the door of Headmistress’ new office room and fell precisely in front of her table and cracked in to pieces. A new school academic year started for her with a shocking blast sound. She really got pissed of this and with in no time ordered the maid to find out from which class this is missing. Oh Owh!!
Luckly the school hour’s bell rang and class had begun. Since it’s a new school year there wasn’t any real lecture going on and in all the classes the usual introduction part was going on. Then the maid has surfaced in front of our class room. She asked permission and entered the class. From outside itself she understood where the broken regulator was fixed. She whispered to the teacher something. May be how pissed the headmistress is.... LOL. She left and in no time Principal Sister made her presence in our class. She asked us who did this??

We were like ... Who did what ?? and gave a strange curious look . Trust me we are good at these things. Even the best drama award and best actor comes from my own class.


Poor nun again asked. "I know what you have done with the regulator. I even saw few of you….so better don't waste time and stand out..."

We really didn't bother her... and the best part is almost all gave a face like we even didn’t know there was a second regulator.

I looked at the place where it was fixed. Now I see only two yellow wires popped out. It was removed with some skill, not in a hurry and it showed that the guy has good mechanical skills.


Headmistress is really losing her temper and now she know this is not going to work in this way... I think what made her more furious is the way we looked at her face. As if some crazy dog is barking in front of us.

She shouted "if you’re not admitting then the whole year I wont sent any teachers to your class. your one year will be wasted."
Am sure many of us thought in our mind... "wow.. please don't promise tempting offers like this"
She went out and sent our class teacher back in. She was a poor lady teacher, I really don't know what sin she has committed to suffer it the very first day itself. lol.
She tried to convince us saying that nothing will happen if you come out and admit.
we have seen bigger festivals and never got tempted, comparing that this was just a usual weekend stuff.



After some time again the headmistress came to our class. To her surprise we all looked like nothing has ever happened and we are ,in a way, enjoying the free class hour.



She shouted "all boys out of the class in a line and stand in the sun till further order..."
What we heard is, "You don't have to simply sit and waste your time ... lets get out and play in the ground."
Many of us, sure, thought "hey this is new stuff :) so we really got promoted. nice!!!

Like we thought she didn’t allow us to play and all. But we were standing without a form. The sun was getting hotter and hotter so we naturally moved to the shades.

Our school had this special breed of Mango trees. They are very small in height but they had huge mangoes which can be plucked from the ground itself. And these trees had a peculiar grown branches and we could easily climb on them. It was mango season and those trees were full of mangoes. Whats happening now ?? We all began moving to the shade of these trees.

Some one just got tempted and plucked a mango. Then another one too needed one. Then there were a few guys who got the initiative to take request from the crowd. These guys climbed up and competition started between them.It was like "hey who could pluck more". Two or three were on the tree climbing up and others order from below. Now the supply and demand has grown up exponentially and so did the competition in plucking them. At some moment these guys on top really forgot what they were doing and almost plucked all the mangoes, even the tiny ones too and started dropping them down.
Rest of the guys standing down took two- three bites and left the mangoes there itself. The ground under the tree has now become a war field with leaves and mangoes lying on the ground. It looked greenish. I think it’s the driver who saw this scene and he started moving towards the office room. We didn’t know what to do... Some jumped down and some even fell down. Others were trying hard to clear the mouth. God! it was a mess.



Headmistress arrived at the scene and the very glance at it almost gave her a HEARTATTACK !!! She shouted " Ente maataave .. kariachanu vitta maavaano ithu.. Ini ayalodu njan enna parayum !!! " .... " chekutthante santathikala ivanmaar.. vidaruthoruthaneyum... athu moyuvan theettikkanam "

"owh dear Mother
... i have already sold the mangoes to Sachreah.. now what am i gonna tell him!!!" ... "these are devils own kids.... don't leave them .. make them eat all those "

She rushed towards us and yelled again, " how could u pluck these tiny ones too? Since you have plucked to eat, don’t stop. You all have to finish all of these."
She turned to the driver and said “you have to stand here and watch them eat all."

The driver was in a shock. He saw a whole bunch of naughty kids in front of him with raw mangoes in hand and he is supposed to make them eat all.

Anyways we tried to eat little and it was impossible. The mangoes were very raw and sour.

So took one bite and we threw it up to the back water side. Someone started this idea of throwing it farthest and next moment there was a competition about who could throw it farther.lol


Seeing our bad state,the driver promised to get some salt and chilly powder for us.
But he somehow convinced the headmistress that it’s better to make pickle with these mangoes. Then he got a knife and asked us to cut it for pickle. Since this was a better deal than eating, a few studious guys took the interest and did cut it,hoping to get back to class first lol.

All these incidents occurred and it seems that this news has gone deep inside the convent also. A rarely seen really old sister has come out. She came to us and made us stand in order. She started advising us. The lecture went really long and it became boring.It was her sound that's annoying most. She had nothing to do with us. I really don’t know what made her think that we could be corrected by advising. To be true the lecture was way too hard to tolerate. Even though we got tortured to its max by that sister’s lecture we have been allowed to sit back in the class. We were forgiven !!

When we were back in the class we heard the new issue was from the class teacher,she wanted some other class. It seems she was really not interested in ours. I say it was her big mistake to think that way.To make it more worse, we came to know about the matter. She just invited trouble. The girls gave us more detailed information on what were happening inside the class when we were in the sun.It seems the Headmistress came to the class, gave a huge lecture and tried all possible ways to get the name from the girls.But none gave any names, not even listened to any of the lectures.
She said to the class. “In all other classes, at least the girls point out the names. Here even girls support them."
She was so helpless and she didn’t have any possible way to find the culprit. Sending whole class outside has proven to be a big wrong idea.

Class teacher tried all possible ways to find out some names and get herself in to our Headmistress’ good book.

But our girls told the teacher ... "teacher you will go in an hour. Whole day we have to sit with them in the same class..So we cant say any names...We all were there together"


(I had to say this ... our female friends in class were so supportive and they could understand us better than anyone else. They knew its all our little naughty kiddish nature and we all were so decent and innocent inside. They never put us down. .. I miss them really... and I miss my batch mates.)


When we came to know this, Our respect and love for our precious batch mates have grown so high and we even have this bond between us though it has been more than a decade after our school days.!!.


Ok coming back to the story... It was lunch break and we had finished our lunch. Class was supposed to start. But the story took a huge deviation from here.






Things seemed pretty serious. Teachers were running here and there. All gave us a very furious look. And some gave us a clue. This time all are in real trouble.
Our class leader came back with a strange serious face. And all this time I was having really good time with my dream girl,crush of that time.Hey this does only mean we were lucky to some hidden gestures and smiles each other.. it was real fun doing all these with out the rest of class noticing it. And few other friends like me were also having a good time - God! those were really lovely moments.


The teacher suddenly came to the class followed by Headmistress and no long talks this time.. Just an order “whole boys out of the class ... Now!!!”


Out side, have we been asked to stand in strict silence and later Headmistress came again and told us the matter.


No, we didn’t poison anyone through the pickle... It was something else.

The Mother (the old sister who tortured us with her talks earlier.... no, lol she didn’t die also...) got sprayed with Ink from behind on her robe!!!


I was like ... lol.... that’s all... she deserved even worse!!! She should thank God for not getting killed by any of us!! It was a horrible lecture.


But question is ... and curious part is, I was so close to the guys who dare to do this and I didn't know this has happened at all!!!


OK now between friends all started murmuring in the ground.. who did this ?? who did this ?? Out of curiosity and anxiety, people started calling names and ask ""hey it’s you, right??""
Then the swearing reply.. "hell no !!! B*&^%&%rd !!.. must be you"
I think the teacher thought we might come up with some names between us if left unattended. But it was like we were calling almost all names each other. The trouble maker guys came to a compromise. They stopped calling each other’s names and started calling innocent studious guys’ name too.A few took it real serious. Some couldn’t defend and they started pouring and some,out of protest,tore the shirts pocket and it was a fixture for later day fight !!!

But the matter was real serious and no one even bothered to notice us standing in the afternoon sun. So we got irritated and few moved to the veranda’s shade. Some teachers in nearby classes got irritated with the noise we made and ordered us to fall back to earlier place.

It’s been hours and school time is almost over. You know, when we badly wanted the bell to ring and escape from this, it did not ring on time. Usually school bell rings at around 3.25pm and then after two minutes,prayer song starts. But today it’s 3.35pm and not even the first bell happened. Then we could notice the maid running here and there. She was going to each class in person and telling the respective class teachers something. We got curious.

The school busses and the KSRTC bus that we travel were already in the campus. They usually come little late. Today it’s the school which is late. Strange!!

At around 3.50pm announcement through the schools public address system came the familiar voice.... It was our headmistress again..

(we have been studying in this school for around 9 years now and am sure that we have never heard from her this much that we heard in this single day lol _and i dont think she would waste anymore of her time on us again )

She said like this..."I apologize for not leaving the school on time and drivers please do convey this to parents....one announcement for the students and school staff... our BELL STRICKER has gone missing and if any of you find it please return it the office "

hahaha..that was her ‘big mistake’ to sent us outside the class during school hours.If so she would have only lost a useless regulator alone.



do you think the list of troubles ended here.. NO ... there is little more from that same day.......


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The very next day, as usual we came to school and we saw a whole bunch of locals who have gathered in front of the school gate. They shouted that they woulnot allow this school to run in here. They demanded the school have to be shut down.!!!

I thought wow!!... ‘this is interesting’!!! Too many thoughts ran in my mind.. If class didn’t happen today also I could spend more free time with my girl :)

but I dint want the school to be shut down.. we could settle it..

But later I heard the real reason for this protest outside, and I was shocked. Many kids who were playing in the church ground, (church was next to the backwaters other side.) got hit by mangoes and stones (it seem when mangoes finished they used stones too) falling from the sky. some cases are serious too.. Owh NO!!! Not again in the sun today also !!!

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Till this day it was a mystery for me that who sprayed that ink on her back.I have asked again and again to my friends and it seems there is some sort of pledge or may be the real doer has not told anyone. I’ve been one among them and so close I couldn’t believe they are not telling it to me. But am happy that my friends could really keep some secret if needed :) they don’t cheat us!!!!

Heheheh....... to my close friends... " I told ya i wont tell to anybody " !!!!

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