Tuesday, October 25, 2011

St. Pius: Love, Imagination aur Dhoka!!


"Uth re.. chal uth na lavkar!"

Hmmm.. (-_-)

"Meeelaya.. uth na.. ajun kitivel zopshil..."

This is how my day used to start.. sweet sound of motherly love.. motherly affection! Words of love used flow out of her mouth.. Nirlajjae(SHAMELESS) , Nalayak(USELESS), Bin dok! (DUMB ASS!)  and.. just then one HUMONGOUS dhapata on my back!!
Ouch! that hurt.. < Mother's love is so often misconstrued! :-/ >

"Ata uthla nahi na.. laaata khashil..." :-@

Every morning i used to get flogged by my mother.. such an awesome start to my day.. and why!?
Time for school...
'Jaldi utho.. Brush karo.. khao peeyo fata fat', is all i used to hear every morning. Well.. Since generations, guys of my breed have always had this problem. :D Always a looser.. Dreaded school like hell.. And why not, imagine a horrible demon with dis-symmetrical ears and spectacles right down on the tip of her frog mouth like nose sneering at you for not knowing a correct answer.. WTF? :P

I studied in an all testosterone school, 'St. Pius X High School'... and with Saint Mary's just round the corner every afternoon we at 1:30pm we always had a testosterone exhibition .. or may be a testosterone fireworks' display..  :D  My school always had a occult warning displayed on it's gates,
 " Statutory Warning: The Following things you read are wholly and solely imagined by you, since you are thinking about it now, they are completely your thoughts,
Alert! High Testosterone Area, equally high possibility of getting mentally stripped & molested.. so.. Girls stay AWAY! but anyway you are always Welcome.. :) Girls from St. Mary's don't have a choice!"

Back to events after flogging.. All dressed up, a 'hand''some' young champu runs down the road to stand in the line for bus discussing with his friends about pokemon and WWE.. Then a quick chotasa nap in the bus and here we are.. reached.. school!

School starts at 7:30AM and for St. Mary's it's 8AM.. All the kids who travel by bus reach school by 6:45AM so if you happen to come to our school by 6:45 or 6:50 you could see children running around every where... right from a tini mini 1st STD devil to the gigantic ones from 10th STD, who by the way are always fishing.. and hungry for she-devils (Hows that possible..!? Facts are soon to come.. Patience!)  If you happen to see our school-ground at this time you could see a flurry of beautiful multicolored Frisbees zooming all around the ground, guys jumping to catch them, shouting a few good bad words here and there in case of nuclear hazard during their play.. ;-) The basketball ground is full of kids playing football using a rubber-ball.., 'full-pants' and 'half-pants' all alike.. no 'patloon-discrimination' at all! :D

So by the time our assembly time starts i.e. 7:15AM all of us would be dead tired.. now who wants to study after such hard work! Warning bell rings at 7:10AM.. All of us were suppose to drag our heavy bags to our class by 7:15.. poor souls.. so tired.. so hungry...! One look and you would literally cry! <Seeing the amount of hard work we used put in to get ourselves in study mode :P>.. But no one cares! <I thought of informing child right activist and NGOs about our ordeal then.. But first i wanted to carve an identity for myself.. and so i waited! :-P >

Being in 10th STD is always fun, top predator of school and all the class rooms and labs on 1st floor facing the road! ;-) I and my gang had a fixed place.. Row by the window! On contrary to usual widely followed slogging your feet to your class.. We used to run and occupy our seats. Prayer starts.. "Aao pavan aatma.." We literally used to feel that prayer.. right through the core of our hearts.. always waiting for 'the pavan aatmas' of St. Mary's to walk by the St. Pius street.. "Tere daan dooo.. yogya hummm kooo bana, teeri seeeva mee.. teeri seva mee!" As i said feeling right through the core of our hearts.. We always wanted to be 'yogya' for girls from St. Mary's.. Always ready for their 'seva', in case they forgot their route to college.. < As if we really had the guts to leave the prayer meet and help some damsel in distress! >  These girls were always accompanied by their parents.. But who cares! We used to shamelessly stare (read adore) them.. :D If a girl is accompanied by her father.. the situation would be like boys adoring, girl sharmaofying and the father staring (thinking, control your thoughts you as*ho**!).. :D
Love, hate and admiration all at one place! :P

Exciting prayer session end lectures start... Now.. as i said guys soo tired.. We deserve some sleep don't we!? So the first lecture.. Yawn.. Nap time! Second lecture.. stomachs grumbling! Food.. where's food.. we need food.. No one can concentrate when hungry.. So.. slow and steady the tiffins are out.. The whole classroom is filled with delicious aromas.. by the time half of the second lecture has passed everyone is salvating.. drooling! :D One bite here n One bite there... And then we have our Vasanta miss, ''Ameeeeyaaa, what are you munching.. whats in your mouth..? Hungry fellow.. Deprived of food for centuries weren't you??" *gulp* "Now stick your bum to your bench.. and dare you eat again.. i'll throw you outtaf the class!"  :D
Third lecture starts.. Indoor games time! We played golf while in class.. :P Desks with hole and two marbles is all we needed.. Any of the condition not present, 'Book cricket' or may be 'Pen fight' always saved the day.. :) By the time third and fourth lecture ended we were all ready to study... Fifth lecture starts.. All of us want to concentrate and study but next thing... Recess! And hello.. no one can concentrate with distractions! :P And after recess.. seriously speaking there is no point in discussing the lectures after recess.. :D Everything is done.. nothing left.. boredom all the way.. Douche!

One hell of a school life... friends.. teachers.. all the masti.. and not to forget the cake we used to get on St. Pius feast day.. All the guys in our school are by default droolers.. and with that cake around tongues used to start wagging for wrong reasons.. Imagine drooling with a wagging tongues wagging.. lol.. pretty messy! :) Time just went by...
And by the time we realised.. It was already the end of our final year at school.. And here we are treading our paths today... :) Nostalgic!

A tribute to all The Piusites and teachers who made my school life beautiful..

P.S. - After reading this article may make you feel teachers had nothing to do in my life.. :P but on contrary, what i am today is all because of them! Their teaching, their guidance has worked wonders in my life.. :)