Snippets from ol' school

The most wonderful thing about blogging for me is that I can pen down all the trivial things that has happened around me. Everyone remembers the big big things and turning points in their life, but those trivial things, I believe, are the diamonds in the dust heap. Some years down the line, when new aspirations start replacing old memories, I can sit back and reread all these moronic stuff and relive all those bygones for eternity.

Some long lost memories from the high school period:-

Joy Sir: What’s the disadvantage of using phase changer?
*silence pervades in the class when all of a sudden*
Dutt: Sir, it’s hard to turn the knob!
Joy Sir: Come here, I’ll show you how to make it easy.
Sir makes a live demonstration on the twisting and turning of Duttan’s ear. (Dutt is actually right; it’s indeed hard to turn that knob you see in the phase changer of your house; a very innocent answer)

Jithin lazily enters the class after the break and walks slowly towards his seat.
An irate Titus Sir: Can’t you walk a bit faster??
Jithin: Sir, slow and steady wins the race.
*Jithin gets chucked out of the class*

Joy Sir is about to pinch Bejoy’s ear for not doing the homework.
Bejoy: Sir please, not my ear!
Joy Sir: Why?
Bejoy: Sir, ear bone fracture!

Philipose Sir castigates Subin, says “I can’t believe there’re such idiots in this class”. Hearing that, Alex starts guffawing wildly. Without batting an eyelid, Philipose Sir: “And that includes you”.

This is one of the best translations of an English proverb to Malayalam I’ve heard. Don’t ‘member whose idea it was, but it goes like this:
English: Aim for the sky and you’ll at least reach the treetop.
Translation: Aakaashavum nookki nadannaal avasaanam thenginte mandayil kayari irikkaam.

Pimply is perhaps the most voracious reader I’ve ever known. He reads in bus, in class, during lunch breaks, during games period, during assembly; any given day, any given time, always has a book in his hand. And he has been thrown out of class numerous times for reading books during class time. The way he picks books from the library is the most amusing thing to watch. He goes straight to the shelf, picks a book, starts reading the book right there, standing. After finishing more than half of the book, he closes the book, says, “Che! Eee booke kollathilla”, keeps the book back in the shelf and walks away.

Aleykutty Madam is intensively teaching Hindi when all of a sudden Rohit, my benchmate, jumps from his seat and runs to Madam; says something and runs out of the class; Madam runs behind him. Everyone is perplexed as to what happened just then. Later it was revealed that Rohit accidentally swallowed the cap of his cello gripper pen; he was taken to the hospital, x-rays and all those numerous scans were taken, but unfortunately the cap couldn’t be located. Finally, doctor’s advice: “Eat lot of fruits…..and be easy when you go to toilet”. To take care of himself if history repeats, he decided to become a doctor. Last year I met the doctor-in-the-making and we reminisced about the salad days of school life when he spoke about the thoughts that were running through his head in that Hindi period.
Rohit: Eda, I thought I would die that day!
Me: Too bad! I wonder about the plight of the patients coming to you. At least they would’ve been saved.
Rohit: Oh yeah! Come to me when you get some AIDS and you know what I’ll do, I’ll ask you take an appointment, then without an iota of sympathy, I’ll charge you an exorbitant fee for consultation, then I’ll give you some quack medicines.
Me: Don’t worry. I won’t come to you. I fear for my life.
Rohit: HA! So you accept you’ll get AIDS!
Me: You’re still pathetic.
Rohit: So are you!
Well, rumors are there that the cello gripper cap is still there in Rohit’s stomach.

I know I've missed a lot of things in this space and I'ven't done justice in penning down everything that had happened, blame it on my memory. But, Rohit, I, Jithin, Pimply, Alex and all those goofs, I believe, will still, if given a chance, jump into those black pants and white shirt with a water bottle around the neck to match and hit the benches and desks to live once more those wacky silly nutty days. Anytime.