I have only foggy memories of school. Mixed reminisces,
most of which I cannot even call my own. However, I often muse over the fact that I
never wanted to bunk school, not even on sick days when my dad threatened to
call the headmaster, if I did not relent.
For some reason, it always felt like one big family. N
Mishra Sir would often remark, “Mayurbhanj ra Adivasi pila guda bhala
padhuchanti ta!” Often times, I reveled in past glory, for my brothers were the
real “good” students. One time Kameswar Rao Sir caught me red-handed – and my
mom’s laborious pleas to my brother to do my homework was wasted! “This is your
brother’s writing. Don’t repeat this act!” Little did anyone know that my
brother often had to write down debate points for my so-called ‘extempores’.
Our class boys were so funny, every day was a unique
experience with newer pranks and newer adventures in DMS and RCE combined campus.
Biswajita and I were a bonded pair, though every girl from A/B/C felt like a
BFF those days. Biswajita’s charm and style was something I forever tried hard to
emulate. I remember feeling very proud knowing her sister in law from US personally
when she visited our school. With Rajesh Srivastava, I had a special bond even
though I so wished that for once Hanan Sir would give the boys low marks in
HPER, so that I could spring ahead in the total tally. Rajesh never ever had
the shyness that is so common at that age.
Over the years, as I disconnected from Bhubaneswar, I had
some flashing memories of ~
- Shailaja’s great memorizing skills and Sipra’s perfect English and Geography
- Sid Sahu’s flowing proses and Jayant’s melodious voice
- Rajesh Chintak’s cool demeanor and Tridib’s command over his now-famous ‘gang’
- Sandeep’s red shirt and Tariq’s style
- Geeta's crisp uniforms and Sankalpa's quintessential Bengali ways
While my nights were often somber and interjected with
spurts of pain my mom felt, my days at school were so bright and cheerful that
they more than made up for everything. The school bus trips were in particular, very pleasant, and almost erased the weariness stemming from lack of proper
sleep.
It was so good to read this, Minakshi. You were the one who was always so perfect, with the most amazing academic, oratory, and musical skills. And, yes, Geeta and you were the ones with the crisp, wrinkle-free uniforms - long before wrinkle-free was invented. Always feel good and proud to be your friend.
ReplyDeleteWith Rajesh and Minakshi occupying the first two positions in class, the competition was open for #3 downwards. Mom was always keen that I should be placed within the top three, and,with #3 as #1, all I had to try for was the 3rd, 4th or 5th position.
ReplyDeleteYou just had to give us a karamanga each Sid, and we would have not have asked for extra papers, saving trees in the process.
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