It was a long time ago
when I wasn't able to take care of myself
some say I was a kiddo
some say I was as small as the Pluto
There stood he,
longingly waiting for me
giving me supper
As soon I enter,
I, knowing no words of appreciation,
gifted him with words of negation
Oh yeah! a great person he was!
shaping every bit of my past
Our friendship strengthened
As the years moved on
as swift as we never even imagined
Games that we played on our "vetti" days
the way we used to cheat in those games
The multiplication tables which I was forced to mug up
The nickname which he called me with
The sweets which he bought for me while escorting me back home
aww!!!!! Those cherishing memories!!
Leaving his imprints on my mind,
which still lays there unerased
And giving me a hand-in-hand
was the major role he played...
I keep Rewinding those days,
thinking of the memorable times we shared
As I recollect my grand father
or should I say - my first best buddy!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
The ultimate exam fever!!
hi.. I am Mongu.
I had a nightmare on the day of my science exam. It was May end. Board exam results were published. I, as usual was inquisitive to know about my grades. I was stunned on seeing all my grades!!! I got a "D" in everything!!!! how is this ever possible!!!
suddenly, I woke up and threw a glance at my clock. It was 6 am. I was instructed to sleep for 1 hour additionally on the day of exams. Thanks to the nightmare I couldn't sleep further. I decided to revise the whole of the book as I had 2 long boring hours. I was fully tensed. I read it more than thrice ( before my cluster common exam, preboard, revision 1 and 2) but still it was like i forgot everything. A sharp pang of guilt ran through my veins as I realized that I had been wasting my time throughout my study hols. I strongly felt that I would have gained more confidence if I had prepared sincerely for my exams.
As I quickly glanced through the pages of the text book , These awful words ran through my mind, "That's it Mongu. game over. This is the last minute. You cannot increase your grade even if you study hard now. Whatever is destined, let it happen. Write whatever you know and be happy with your grades. Use your common sense and finish the paper off." I knew that I had no other choice but to listen to these words. Hence, I closed the book.
After all this, I found that the time is just 7 o'clock. I resolved to sleep again.
As the Sweet hours of the morning passed by, I peacefully lay asleep on the bed. Unfortunately these wonderful moments did not last as long as I wished.
Suddenly I heard an unpleasant noise and woke up with a start. It was the alarm of the clock. I gave it a rankling look while it tick-tocked innocently. It ruined all my happy moments.The only thing which I hate the most on this earth, is certainly that clock of mine!! It provoked anger within me each morning.
Cursing my clock, I lethargically got up, brushed my teeth and was getting ready to go to the exam centre. I was right on time. When I reached the place, students were already engaged in finding their new rooms. I quickly rushed in and found my new room and desk. I innocently looked at my roommates. They revised, revised and revised. Some were discussing new concepts and were arguing that their answers were correct. I, on the contrary, did not understand any of the words conversed by them. They all looked as if they were reading these for ages. I knew that I didn't study much. But still, I badly wanted my grades to be high. This was the time when I wished my prayers to be answered.
when I realised that it was already 9.55, I saw two invigilators coming in. One was a bit shorter compared to the other. Both wore glasses. They looked so stern. By looking at their faces, I understood at once that they would not give room for anything. Like all the other invigilators do, they started to give instructions and asked us to fill our answer sheet. Inspite of the exam tensions, I filled it correctly. They started looking at our answer sheets to make sure we have done it correctly.
All of a sudden, I heard one of the invigilator scolding a boy just because he didn't follow the instructions and messed it all up. I clearly remember her saying, " What have you done? Are u stupid? why didn't you follow the instructions??" Its before writing the exam. I felt that Instead of frightening, she could have said in a more polite manner. There came all kinds of scoldings. Finally, the question paper was issued. I was rather stunned on reading the questions. I knew most of the questions. I thought I would flop and probably end up in getting 'D'. After reading, I was sure that my grade won't be that bad. I started to write. After 2 hours, I completed the paper. I thankfully looked up as I was very happy to find my prayers being answered finally.
I heard one of the invigilators saying to the other,"I thought southerners have good brains but its really shocking to find that they cant even follow the instructions and fill their answer sheets properly!".
She asked us about our future plans, goals, ambitions. When she asked the students who wanted to be an MP to raise their hand, she was shocked. No hand rose up. She said we do not have any originality and that we would always prefer to follow the beaten track rather than trying a new field.
I hated every single second of sitting inside that room. Since I had finished the paper, I didn't like to be there at all.It kept reminding me of my exams and caused me a big headache.
I longingly waited for the bell to ring. Then, I felt a sudden spurt of excitement rushing within me. I was happy... Happier than ever! That was my last exam!!! Its my summer hols now! Two long months of joblessness! wow!! I was the first to run out of the gate on that day. Now, here I am enjoying my jobless day and writing about my experience. The only thing I like about exams is that after its over,long days of doing nothing (holidays) always comes up to cheer you up. Its more like having a dessert after a salty meal.
I had a nightmare on the day of my science exam. It was May end. Board exam results were published. I, as usual was inquisitive to know about my grades. I was stunned on seeing all my grades!!! I got a "D" in everything!!!! how is this ever possible!!!
suddenly, I woke up and threw a glance at my clock. It was 6 am. I was instructed to sleep for 1 hour additionally on the day of exams. Thanks to the nightmare I couldn't sleep further. I decided to revise the whole of the book as I had 2 long boring hours. I was fully tensed. I read it more than thrice ( before my cluster common exam, preboard, revision 1 and 2) but still it was like i forgot everything. A sharp pang of guilt ran through my veins as I realized that I had been wasting my time throughout my study hols. I strongly felt that I would have gained more confidence if I had prepared sincerely for my exams.
As I quickly glanced through the pages of the text book , These awful words ran through my mind, "That's it Mongu. game over. This is the last minute. You cannot increase your grade even if you study hard now. Whatever is destined, let it happen. Write whatever you know and be happy with your grades. Use your common sense and finish the paper off." I knew that I had no other choice but to listen to these words. Hence, I closed the book.
After all this, I found that the time is just 7 o'clock. I resolved to sleep again.
As the Sweet hours of the morning passed by, I peacefully lay asleep on the bed. Unfortunately these wonderful moments did not last as long as I wished.
Suddenly I heard an unpleasant noise and woke up with a start. It was the alarm of the clock. I gave it a rankling look while it tick-tocked innocently. It ruined all my happy moments.The only thing which I hate the most on this earth, is certainly that clock of mine!! It provoked anger within me each morning.
Cursing my clock, I lethargically got up, brushed my teeth and was getting ready to go to the exam centre. I was right on time. When I reached the place, students were already engaged in finding their new rooms. I quickly rushed in and found my new room and desk. I innocently looked at my roommates. They revised, revised and revised. Some were discussing new concepts and were arguing that their answers were correct. I, on the contrary, did not understand any of the words conversed by them. They all looked as if they were reading these for ages. I knew that I didn't study much. But still, I badly wanted my grades to be high. This was the time when I wished my prayers to be answered.
when I realised that it was already 9.55, I saw two invigilators coming in. One was a bit shorter compared to the other. Both wore glasses. They looked so stern. By looking at their faces, I understood at once that they would not give room for anything. Like all the other invigilators do, they started to give instructions and asked us to fill our answer sheet. Inspite of the exam tensions, I filled it correctly. They started looking at our answer sheets to make sure we have done it correctly.
All of a sudden, I heard one of the invigilator scolding a boy just because he didn't follow the instructions and messed it all up. I clearly remember her saying, " What have you done? Are u stupid? why didn't you follow the instructions??" Its before writing the exam. I felt that Instead of frightening, she could have said in a more polite manner. There came all kinds of scoldings. Finally, the question paper was issued. I was rather stunned on reading the questions. I knew most of the questions. I thought I would flop and probably end up in getting 'D'. After reading, I was sure that my grade won't be that bad. I started to write. After 2 hours, I completed the paper. I thankfully looked up as I was very happy to find my prayers being answered finally.
I heard one of the invigilators saying to the other,"I thought southerners have good brains but its really shocking to find that they cant even follow the instructions and fill their answer sheets properly!".
She asked us about our future plans, goals, ambitions. When she asked the students who wanted to be an MP to raise their hand, she was shocked. No hand rose up. She said we do not have any originality and that we would always prefer to follow the beaten track rather than trying a new field.
I hated every single second of sitting inside that room. Since I had finished the paper, I didn't like to be there at all.It kept reminding me of my exams and caused me a big headache.
I longingly waited for the bell to ring. Then, I felt a sudden spurt of excitement rushing within me. I was happy... Happier than ever! That was my last exam!!! Its my summer hols now! Two long months of joblessness! wow!! I was the first to run out of the gate on that day. Now, here I am enjoying my jobless day and writing about my experience. The only thing I like about exams is that after its over,long days of doing nothing (holidays) always comes up to cheer you up. Its more like having a dessert after a salty meal.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Party of a lifetime
"come on Darshitha!! it is already 1.25!!! come fast or else we will be late for our farewell party!!!!" said my fifteen year old friend. My name is Darshitha and I am in class ten. My best friend, xena and I have planned to go to the party together. We are not allowed to bring a cell phone but we thought of bringing it just for the fun of breaking rules. Our school has made so many restrictions from dress code to the things that we were supposed to bring. It was like we were attending a formal farewell. My cousin who is studying in another school has told me about the way in which they celebrate farewell. She told me that they have no dress codes and the teachers generally do not attend the informal party. Its between the students only.
I came to my living room where xena was waiting, thinking about their way of celebrating. xena yelled at me saying "Oh no Darshu!! we are late!! quick take your bicycle and we have to drive as fast as we can to reach there on time!!!"
I did as she instructed and we came to the school auditorium in no time.We met all of our friends. Some wore sarees and some wore salwars. All looked as if they were around 20. My section is composed of a variety of peculiar people. There is a girl called Ritu (the one who behaves exactly like a queen bee) in my section who was constantly whispering something to her friends' ears.Her friends never stick on to their own ideas. They always tend to agree with whatever the queen bee(Ritu) says. Its obvious that they are not individualists.Their "FLEXIBLY changing ideas" can be strikingly seen sometimes.Their behaviour usually remains hidden to the eyes of an ordinary viewer. Okay , coming to the party..
unfortunately , the program started a little late .. at around 2.15 as my school correspondent showed up very late. Our formal farewell party started and it was extremely boring. We were very much thankful to our mobiles without which, it would have been difficult to pass our time. The initiation part was full of humdrum.It was more like a program than a party.To be more frank, it should be called as "The farewell program" not "farewell party" so that the juniors who are attending it for the first time wont be misguided. Then, the moment that we were all waiting for- "Entertainment" began. The dance was awesome and was really fun filled.
Finally the time came to announce the most obedient, sincere, responsible students of the whole tenth. Two students (Mr.school and Miss. school) will be selected by the ninth standards. They also get awards for their good work.Well, It may not be deemed that only the deserving students get it.
These are the astounding gifts given to them as a token of appreciation - a crown , a sache that says Mr or Miss school, a teddy bear with a heart(that says "we miss you") and an artificial flower. The winners are put under an obligation to pile up the words of thanks for everyone who voted for them and the teachers(if they want). Three-fourth of the tenth graders usually dream of getting the award and these amazing gifts are awarded only to two of the most luckiest students . Hence, it is a memorable moment for everyone and is considered to be the award of a lifetime.
My school has the practice of giving a gift to all tenth graders who come to attend the party. They gave a calculator last year and we heard that they are going to give handbags and wallets. The games part started when I was wondering why the gifts were not given yet. Each of us were given a piece of a coloured paper. The people who had green paper were selected to play the game. The game was simple. It was like a quiz. A Question will be asked to each student about Chennai and they have to answer it. If their answer is correct, then they are selected for the next round.
A bunch of "mini quiz masters" asked the questions.
The first question- " What is the most congested place of Chennai?"
A student replied ,"G.N. Chetty road"
quiz master - sorry! wrong answer!! the correct answer is Paris.
next question - What is the total population of Chennai?
OMG! the question looked as if the answer is sure to be wrong!!
All of us live in Chennai but we could not answer the questions asked about our own city!!
One by one..the questions were asked and the students were being eliminated. Luckily an easy question was asked to a girl and she answered it correctly. she turned out to be the only one selected for the next round. All were eliminated. She was declared as the victor as no new round of questions can be asked to 1 student alone.
We couldn't guess what was given to her as a prize as it was all wrapped. SO we simply guessed that it has to be a pen stand or a drinking mug. What else would they give???
I came to my living room where xena was waiting, thinking about their way of celebrating. xena yelled at me saying "Oh no Darshu!! we are late!! quick take your bicycle and we have to drive as fast as we can to reach there on time!!!"
I did as she instructed and we came to the school auditorium in no time.We met all of our friends. Some wore sarees and some wore salwars. All looked as if they were around 20. My section is composed of a variety of peculiar people. There is a girl called Ritu (the one who behaves exactly like a queen bee) in my section who was constantly whispering something to her friends' ears.Her friends never stick on to their own ideas. They always tend to agree with whatever the queen bee(Ritu) says. Its obvious that they are not individualists.Their "FLEXIBLY changing ideas" can be strikingly seen sometimes.Their behaviour usually remains hidden to the eyes of an ordinary viewer. Okay , coming to the party..
unfortunately , the program started a little late .. at around 2.15 as my school correspondent showed up very late. Our formal farewell party started and it was extremely boring. We were very much thankful to our mobiles without which, it would have been difficult to pass our time. The initiation part was full of humdrum.It was more like a program than a party.To be more frank, it should be called as "The farewell program" not "farewell party" so that the juniors who are attending it for the first time wont be misguided. Then, the moment that we were all waiting for- "Entertainment" began. The dance was awesome and was really fun filled.
Finally the time came to announce the most obedient, sincere, responsible students of the whole tenth. Two students (Mr.school and Miss. school) will be selected by the ninth standards. They also get awards for their good work.Well, It may not be deemed that only the deserving students get it.
These are the astounding gifts given to them as a token of appreciation - a crown , a sache that says Mr or Miss school, a teddy bear with a heart(that says "we miss you") and an artificial flower. The winners are put under an obligation to pile up the words of thanks for everyone who voted for them and the teachers(if they want). Three-fourth of the tenth graders usually dream of getting the award and these amazing gifts are awarded only to two of the most luckiest students . Hence, it is a memorable moment for everyone and is considered to be the award of a lifetime.
My school has the practice of giving a gift to all tenth graders who come to attend the party. They gave a calculator last year and we heard that they are going to give handbags and wallets. The games part started when I was wondering why the gifts were not given yet. Each of us were given a piece of a coloured paper. The people who had green paper were selected to play the game. The game was simple. It was like a quiz. A Question will be asked to each student about Chennai and they have to answer it. If their answer is correct, then they are selected for the next round.
A bunch of "mini quiz masters" asked the questions.
The first question- " What is the most congested place of Chennai?"
A student replied ,"G.N. Chetty road"
quiz master - sorry! wrong answer!! the correct answer is Paris.
next question - What is the total population of Chennai?
OMG! the question looked as if the answer is sure to be wrong!!
All of us live in Chennai but we could not answer the questions asked about our own city!!
One by one..the questions were asked and the students were being eliminated. Luckily an easy question was asked to a girl and she answered it correctly. she turned out to be the only one selected for the next round. All were eliminated. She was declared as the victor as no new round of questions can be asked to 1 student alone.
We couldn't guess what was given to her as a prize as it was all wrapped. SO we simply guessed that it has to be a pen stand or a drinking mug. What else would they give???
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