Saturday, February 27, 2016

Chapter 1 : FIRST DAY IN A NEW SCHOOL

It was a hot day in April 1996, when a young boy dressed in a new school uniform accompanied by his father was sitting in his car just outside his new school. As a matter of fact or in pure excitement, both were about 30 minutes early for the day.

It was a big iron gate with black paint on it & a display board on it stating the name. Finally the moment came, the gates opened a swarm of school students started moving through a smaller gate of size 4ft X 3ft. The boy was still seated inside the car. Finally, after about a further hesitation of 15 minutes he gathered all his courage, opof ened the car door & both moved towards the main gate.

The first one to welcome was a security guard. Further, after the confirmation from the administrative office, both moved towards the same. The boy had such a different name that almost everyone whom he was introduced to asked his name twice & still couldn't pronounce it right.

After all the admission formalities, the next stop was the supervisor's room, who would assign the boy his section from the existing 5. A volunteer was called to take the boy to the designate teacher. The boy bid good bye to his father & was off on a new journey.

It took almost 5 minutes for the supervisor to assign him a particular section. The supervisor asked the boy to follow her to the assigned class. The same story about his name happened again at the supervisor's room, just to add to it was an extra question about the meaning of his name. Even though the distance must have been less than 3meters, but  with every step it was like FEAR OF THE UNEXPECTED & EXCITEMENT OF THE UNKNOWN.

Luckily, the class teacher was in the class. After a brief from the supervisor, the class teacher assigned the boy a particular seat. 

The class was a buzz with whispers among the students regarding the new entrant. The class teacher announced to the class of how about an introduction by the new one. By now, the boy was almost habitual of introducing himself to people. He stood up firmly & walked up to the blackboard, facing a swarm of eye-popping crowd as if he was a well-known celebrity. 

The moment he just finished announcing his name, the class teacher simply asked him to tell the crowd 2 simple things :
● the exact pronunciation of the name.
● secondly, as always, the meaning of it.

The period finished & it was a break of 15 minutes called "short break". As soon as the teacher left the room, entire gang just encircled the boy & was bombarded with a swarm of questions. Almost on an average everyone had about 1-2 questions. All sorts of questions ranging from whether 'he was a bowler or a batsman', 'was the earlier school the one down the the road', 'which position was he playing in football', etc etc., but 1 cute face caught his attention. It was like a DDLJ score in the background & instead of answering or even listening other's question, he couldn't move his off her.

It was like CRUSH AT FIRST SIGHT.

For the entire day, she made his day.

6 comments:

  1. Whoa! It's like the first chapter of a novel. The name pronunciation thing is something to expect when we are in a foreign land.

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    1. Good morning friends.
      I present to you a new blog entry, in continuation of 'chapter 1 : FIRST DAY IN NEW SCHOOL'

      Do read & please share your valuable feedback. Thank you.

      sitakshchhabra.blogspot.in/2016/05/chapter-2-my-name-is.html?m=1

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    2. Good morning friends.
      I present to you a new blog entry, in continuation of 'chapter 1 : FIRST DAY IN NEW SCHOOL'

      Do read & please share your valuable feedback. Thank you.

      sitakshchhabra.blogspot.in/2016/05/chapter-2-my-name-is.html?m=1

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  2. Thanks. Ya me too face this name pronunciation thing even in my own country. Actually wrote it just as a short story, planning to write more chapters. Take care

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  3. Very Nice to read this Sitaksh, brings memories from past to me :) ... Tc/Ricky

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  4. Very Nice to read this Sitaksh, brings memories from past to me :) ... Tc/Ricky

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