Friday, 8 November 2013

Nostalgic School Days - The Morning Assembly !!




We are born; we learn, go to college and then work till we die. We navigate through numerous phases in life, sad and happy. Of those, the times spent in school are the best moments by far. No matter how old we get, how successful we become in life, the mere mention of school opens the floodgates and those sweet and sour nostalgic memories start pouring in.

As a child some 4-5 years old, we hated that moment we had to leave the comfort of the bed and the sweet morning dreams to get ready for school. We did resist, but were thrown out of bed nevertheless. And this never changed, not for any of those 12 years or so.

Once in school, we met our greatest companions, swiftly checked our secret crush’s presence, discussed the last night’s match and were reminded of the homework due for submission that day and the priceless “shit, nahi kiya yaar.. tune ?”. This more than made up for the misery of waking up.

Then we walked off outside for the ceremonious morning assembly. The countless ‘attention - stand at ease’ (saavdhaan-vishraam) in succession and repetitions if the synchronization of over 1000 feet wasn’t up to the mark, the regular ‘make a straight line’ with ‘one-hand distance’ instructions thundering over the loud speakers – that image is stuck forever. The entire process was repeatable depending on how pissed the instructor was on any given day. That was a major reason why the PT periods scared the shit out of us. The sports teacher owned the students that day. I wonder why it was never regarded as ‘child abuse’.

Then we closed our eyes and prayed for better marks or to sit next to our crush sometime in the future. Now the ‘closing eyes’ part was the most important bit, teachers would roam around checking each pair of eyes and commanded they be closed shut. As if that was not enough, we could hear every other person being told, “gaao beta.. haan aur tez awaaz”.

Next in line were some sad moments for the guys – the pledge which, in one brutal stroke transformed every citizen of the country into brothers and sisters. We used to skip that line or added ‘except one’ just to be on the safer side. This was followed by news, some extra special item crap and a community song in every possible dialect of the country... phew!! When commanded to disperse, we had to pass through the enemy check-post where our attire was scanned top-down; how white your shirt was, belt pehni hai ya nahi, shoes, matching socks and nails (were considered weapons). The violators were pulled out like criminals and a sermon was given. I never understood what they said anyway.

After this, the classes commenced. One of the most boring part of the student life, these were bearable only due to the occasional commentary by the back-benchers and the comedians of the batch. Time slowed down and we gazed at the watch constantly. After the first half, the lunch was a fun moment. We never really understood the importance of ghar ka khaana which is sorely missed now in hostels. We indulged in senseless and sometimes informative chats with close friends.

The other unbearable half of the school time started after that. Constant copying down notes and blankly staring back at the teacher – those were the moments. We were allowed a journey to the labs and libraries once in a while. Sports periods were eagerly waited, not merely for the fun of playing our favorite game with our friends but because of some minutes away from books.

The day then came to an end and we were off to home once again, some hours of solitude before the cycle started again the next day.

Ah ! The memories !!

7 comments:

  1. Schooll....I still miss it so much. No matter what, college can never give the same experience like a school. My best friends are still the ones I made in 4th class. If I could go back in time I would relive it all again :)

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    1. rightly said... those are the bondings for life even when you dont realise their importance :)

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  2. PS : I was trying to follow your blog through email but it says your blog does not allow email subscriptions :/

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    1. I owe you a lot many thanks for bringing this up... its been fixed now and i would be grateful if you could subscribe to the blog now :)

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  3. It is a lovely post and from the context of it.. Do you belong to one of Dr. A F Pinto's school? BTW the post is a spitting image of my school days!

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    1. i have in fact been a student of the KVs all my life and school life everywhere is strikingly similar :D... thank you anyway, i am glad you enjoyed the post :)

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  4. This post has been selected for the Spicy Saturday Picks this week. Thank You for an amazing post! Cheers! Keep Blogging :)

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