I stared at my watch as the small hand came towards 7. I was frustrated and bored all because my friend had failed to come and meet me on time. Then , I heard a voice behind me which said " so sweet of you to wait for me." I turned back ,saw Alisha and gave her a stern look.
"sorry.. traffic jam.....", said she with a grin. I always admire the way in which she does things.
We started walking and enjoyed the outer surroundings. It was so cool to observe people and comment on them . I was busy day dreaming then suddenly Alisha shouted," Dereka!,what are you doing! don't dream... we are late for school!"
both of us ran as fast as we could and reached school when the bell was ringing. Its not that we'll always be late but something or the other will catch us.... when we observe it, then tttttttttrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiinnnnnnnggggg!!!! goes the school bell, oh no! late! and we will stand out as a part of our punishment.
But this time Alisha escaped and I who followed her was caught. so, what to do... I had to wait till the assembly gets over (sigh!) but anyway I got used to it.
When the 7th graders were coming down and standing in a line, my mind started to wander....
One day, I was playing cricket with my friends at school . One of my friend became too enthusiastic. She got so involved in the game that she tried to hit a six. Poor girl, as the school ground was too small for us and since we shared that area with the 7th graders, it flew up and fell on the first floor corridor(near the principal's office). And yes, if she had hit the ball with the same velocity in a bigger ground, one of us (or me myself) would have caught the ball in Raina's style.
All of a sudden I glanced at the street , trees and was thinking about pollution and global warming.
"sorry.. traffic jam.....", said she with a grin. I always admire the way in which she does things.
We started walking and enjoyed the outer surroundings. It was so cool to observe people and comment on them . I was busy day dreaming then suddenly Alisha shouted," Dereka!,what are you doing! don't dream... we are late for school!"
both of us ran as fast as we could and reached school when the bell was ringing. Its not that we'll always be late but something or the other will catch us.... when we observe it, then tttttttttrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiinnnnnnnggggg!!!! goes the school bell, oh no! late! and we will stand out as a part of our punishment.
But this time Alisha escaped and I who followed her was caught. so, what to do... I had to wait till the assembly gets over (sigh!) but anyway I got used to it.
When the 7th graders were coming down and standing in a line, my mind started to wander....
One day, I was playing cricket with my friends at school . One of my friend became too enthusiastic. She got so involved in the game that she tried to hit a six. Poor girl, as the school ground was too small for us and since we shared that area with the 7th graders, it flew up and fell on the first floor corridor(near the principal's office). And yes, if she had hit the ball with the same velocity in a bigger ground, one of us (or me myself) would have caught the ball in Raina's style.
Suddenly an attender saw the ball in the corridor, popped her head out and saw the greatest-us (the budding cricket players) with a cricket bat. She started yelling at us. We didn't pay much heed to it. All of a sudden, she took the ball and went away!who knows! she may have done it out of jealousy as well! When we went towards her, she asked us to apologize to the director of the school. We saw each other with "wth??!!!!" expression on our faces.
The funny part is that the ball was just lying on the corridor, It did not even go inside the office room or hit the director and the principal on their heads. When a few of my friends apologized, they were asked to do it to the principal!! That ball wasn't ours' in the first place. It wasn't in a good condition as well. "Ek chhota aur karab ball keliye kya kya karnapadthahai!" Best thing is that if a person studies there for a few years, he/she would be ready to do anything for anything. That kind of...mm... makes us flexible isn't it? lolz!
I feel sorry about my friend whenever I think of that incident. We get to play games at school only once a week(every wednesday). Unfortunately, our PT teacher won't be available on most of the Wednesdays and it would rain on most of the tuesday nights which would leave the ground wet on wednesdays.
My school cares so much about students' safety. Everyday,the school authorities would take a magnifying glass, inspect the ground and make sure that it is extremely dry (i.e. not having even a single trace of water on it). If it has ,then, our games would be cancelled. Hence we would end up sitting inside the classroom, doing nothing, feeling extremely bored, looking outside the window, longing to go outside and get some fresh air.All of a sudden I glanced at the street , trees and was thinking about pollution and global warming.
nature helps us in every way. we clear forests and we make use of it for our own luxury. It is the main factor that enables us to survive but what are we doing to it in return? we are exploiting it. As a result global warming increases, species get extinct and we launch many projects and sanctuaries. we disturb our surrounding just because of our selfishness.
I felt so bored and was pining to go to my boring class as I preferred to stay at my class rather than standing there and wasting time thinking about flashbacks. After this excruciating long assembly , the students started to go to their respective classes and I saw someone coming... it was none other than Alisha herself.. I was so glad to see her as I knew that she has come there to rescue me. A rescue at last ah! Now, this is called as "real friendship". She knows that this is the 8th day of me coming late and I must meet the principal. when She came to talk to the juniors who are responsible for late comers , she gave me a sign to slip out. I blindly obeyed her instruction and went to my class.
I shamelessly grinned at my class teacher, she glared at me and I at once sat on a desk. There are totally 9 periods at school- aah my sleeping time!
usually after tolerating the school mokka.....
Alisha and I will return home late in the afternoon as both of us are active participators of the school activities. After school I return home, eat and watch tv. Suddenly I would feel someone yelling at me exactly at 4.58 "Dereka! you are late for tution!"
oh no! m late m late!
Then I'll take my cycle and I'll be off in top speed (people on the road may think that there is a cycle race going on and often mistake me for Lance Amstrong) I usually go there at 5.10 to find my tution teacher standing at the door angrily. "what ma Dereka, you'll always be late?" and here comes an agonizing long lecture again
will this go on forever? plz comment
4 comments:
well, is it a short story?
wher is that dereka?
oh dereka, absolutely representing and recalling the activities of tode's school children.
hai, author of this short story! observation overaa, nice. so long as the school children are day dreaming, the habit of going late to school and tution will continue, no wonder.
The struggle for enjoying playing at school in that rare games period is paavam pathetic, may be that is one of the reason for acting slowly and thoughtfully for dereka like students.
the approach of helping friends and timely rescue of a friend is something extraordinary and commendable.
may the clerk, principal and director of the school have "Nalla budhi" and arivu to provide the children with a basic and good play ground and other amenities.
when she is that much of bothering about pollution and global warming, definitely she must be intelligent enough to know the repercussions of fast driving and the need for punctuality. Let her still sharp the brain and use it in a right way. Success is hers for sure!
But a part of real life with minimum mischief and struggle for daily actions, the expression is good and as though it is bringing the situation to our eyes directly.
very good for visualising scenes, keep writing but only after preparing for the forthcoming exams.
All the best, good writer!
hmm, a short story..intersting.i presume this is ur first. to begin with, keep writing. practice makes every1 perfect.its a good attempt, apart from the usual spelling mistakes and occasional gramatical errors..there r many ideas presented ,reading between the lines - i could find some amusing ironies too.but its too lukewarm.
advice: sharpen your sarcasm. its too subtle. be bold to bring out bright criticism- in case of the absence of a proper school ground or the atrocious vetti scene of the kaila-aagatha staff..
the scenes can also be merged together in a better way, only practice can bring that change.
cool buddy!, amusing read :D. enjoy writing!
"better late than never before" is the most apt saying that could pacify those who want to on time if not in time; still, it is also a proven edict that late coming is compensated by early going. Of the several dimensions of life,'time' should not be a factor to feel disturbed since no one is able to see it running. So also of the factors of production 'land' is the most nonelastic one and its supply cannot be increased; some schools are built by using governmental land meant for poor people and JH is one such school; so, just insufficient class romms themselves are enough. Global warming is not the direct result of destruction of forest areas but more the result of burning of fossil fuels like 'petrol extraction for use in mechanized arrangements.
So, the write-up has touched young minds with a varieties of present day developments, some of which can be as devastating as loss of vital 'ball' while playing.
Goood! Keep it up buddy!
A really good read, and even more pleasing becase it was a short story and i didn't have to keep scrolling my mouse all day long. Pay heed to the formatting. Makes it attractive to erad even if your story hasnt any good stuff. But thats not the case here though, your story is a very very good first try actually. Keep writing!
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