Memories 2

well where did i leave last...at the 2nd or 3rd standard...

i remember one incident which was around the same time mite be in the second standard...i had a teacher who was leaving the school...i was not very fond of her at class but she used to come with us in the school bus and she would get down at a place called Supply Depot at Wellington...close to the St. Joseph's College...i cried so badly when she got down the bus i still dont know why but just that someone was leaving me was making me feel so bad...then i remember she taking me to her place and say that she would come back...this thing is very fresh...then we used to have a Standard Motor van as the school bus...

4th standard i remember quite a few things as i started actively participating in sports...my favourite being long jump...we had houses by the names of Ignatius, Alphonsis, Francis and Domnics...i dont know if the spellings are right but they all sounded the above...Ignatius had a blue flag, Alphonsis had a red flag (i was mostly associated with Alphonsis), Francis had a yellow flag and Domnics had a green flag...we used to have a very nice sports meet and used to be a part of the drill where we used to form the school name and the year of the sports meet...it used to be so fun...the PT master used to be very strict and we used to get it nicely from him when we made mistakes...and then there was the March....i used to love the flow when my seniors used to do it...and then my sports event of long jump...though i liked it...i cudnt compete with most of the other guys as they were senior to me...i was in the sub-juniors and it consisted of ppl from 4th standard to 6th standard...and it was generally the 6th standard ppl who used to get the prices...and then i was also introduced to various painting techniques in the "arts and crafts" class...i used to be very good in crafts but dint have any special interest in arts...it required some skill...but then i generally started developing interest towards pencil sketching...this was to an extent because of one of my classmate being a very good cartoonist...

then it was during this time that i was also getting into studies...my dad used to say that he would get me a bicycle if i could get into the top 10 in class...well he thought i wouldnt get it...i cudnt get it in the quarterly exams and neither in the half yearly but then i got it in the annual exams...i came 8th in class...that was the first and the last time that i cud break into the top 10 during my stay at the school...

i should mention a special friend here...he was Nanda Kumar...we used to call him YS they being his initials... and we used to be the best of the friends...and once it happened that we fought in the bus on the trip to school...and the bus generally leaves us in the ground and then we would have to walk a few steps up to the class rooms...it was so tough for us to hold back not talking to each other that we talked just as we climbed the stairs...now he is in the Army...and been quite sometime since in touch with him...