SCHOOL DAYS

The best days of our life- as most of us would say. They were, indeed.

                As I look back I laugh at the worries that kept our little minds occupied; the tension of homework, the insecurity from newcomers, the frustration of getting less marks than our competitor, the fear that our best friend will be stolen and  the agony of our crush going on a long leave.

               We used to play silly games like throwing chalk pieces or splashing water on one another, writing '420' or pasting 'Kick Me' on others backs and making jollies on our hands. We used to get our pens married. We also sent them on a honeymoon after marriage and yes the male pen's owner used to walk away with both the pens after the wedding.

              Lunch time was the best period. Sharing lunch(if not finished in Hindi class), drinking water from water bottles, imploring peon aunty to bring samosas from the market and having chit-chat in our secret place in the back of the school. Sometimes the girls  used to lock the classroom from inside and sing, dance and enact the teachers. The boys would watch from hiding.

                There was a phase of obsession about looks. I used to comb my hair so many times on my way from home to school. I tried so many fairness creams and soaps as I thought I was too dark skinned. Like every class our class too had the good looking overacting karne wali girls. The ones who wore their skirts high, sported bangs, merged their two plaits into one before leaving school, sat on the last bench and had boyfriends from other schools. I too had crushes, a new one in every session.

                 I was an anti-cheating student. I used to complain to the teachers about the ones who copied and also warned them about the probable cheaters before the unit 

tests.

                 Preparing notebooks was a daunting task. Once in a while when our Maths teacher would ask for Maths copy I would buy a new notebook, copy the latest exercise and produce it in front of  him and claim that the old notebook was full, checked and had no pages left.

                I can just go on and on about my school time but for the time being I would like to stop at this notebook note.

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