Leaves of Life - 2

Even though I was a bit lonely at home, my school life was jampacked with action and exhilaration.

Had really good friends and foes at school and was famous as being a naughty kid.Got innumerable punishments but particularly remember this one.

This was in my 3rd standard. We had brickwalls for our classrooms and at some places, there were holes to walls(I think it was for scaffolding purpose). And my place was beside one such window:).

One day I could not go to school and this guy Suresh occupies my place near the window.
Ans we got involved into a brawl and we fought and fought for some 15 minutes :):).Window seat was the greatest thing in life!!

This chap was apparently beaten up badly and next day I see his parents at the Principal's office :)

Now, the peon comes over to the class and says, "Seenu....Principal is calling you and the teacher". Scary!!

I walk over with my teacher with a cold chill running straight up through my spine. I enter the office and I see his Dad, Mom and Suresh with a black eye.

Me and my teacher had the most miserabale scoldings in life, and ufff...It was a great relief coming out of the office!!

I was felicitous, but that din't last for long!!!

My teacher, apparently annoyed by my daily mischiefs, Principal's behaviour multiplying her wrath, gave me a punishment I will never forget in my life.

She took me before the class, and said, "Remove your shirt"! I was floored!!!!

I asked with a feeble voice "Why teacher?"!

She shouted "Take your shirt off"!!

I hesitatingly removed my shirt before the whole class!!!! And was praying really hard to the God that she should spare my knickers!!

She took the shirt off me, and made me stand before the class the whole day!!!

I was standing dumb before the class in disgrace!!!

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Leaves of Life

Slam! Came the sound from the automatic door of Telstra Corporation in Melbourne, australia. Me, Sitting in a high tech cabin in a meeting with my client managers,suddenly started feeling excitement in nerves and slowly was jaunted into the time and traveleld across a good 18 years.

Born in a lower middle class family, with big eyes and lots of dreams in them,I was treasured gift to my small family. My dad was an autorickshaw driver and mom was working as a maid-servant. Living in a big house, whose owners were in foreign countries have kept us to maintain the big house clean lifge was never short of excitement!

Started going to school at the age of 3 and I still mistily remember throwing my bag away after returning from school and jumping on mom for milk.Best part of childhood passed away in playing with trees, talking to birds and playing cricket with myself in the very big house.

I still remember the cool evening breeze flapping the leaves of huge mango tree at the backyard.scintillating it was!!!!

Dad was from one from those old schools, 'Spare the rod and spoil the child' type and was very strict on me mingling with the other kids around, so my bat, my ball & the mango tree were my best friends. And boy! it was fun!

Not many would have dealt with baby pigeon birds in a nest, shouting for food. Feeding them with a hibiscus flower, killing dragon flies with a big stick, woooo.....my childhood was lonely but was never short of action!!!

The school! To me, this was the greatest places on earth.

Continued!