Monday, June 20, 2011

BLAST from the PAST( episode #2)

As makkadman had said “With gr8 power comes gr8 responsibilities”,so was the case during my headgirlship.But the best part was - I loved the stage and hence made me love my headgirlship.The other students used to dream ov being a doc,an engg,imagining themselves in states etc,but right from class 3,I wanted to be ma schoolz headgal.(yaar ambition ka kya tha,ki it kept changing with time- kabhi doc kabhi engg,kabhi CA kabhi astronaut :P).Yeah talking about headgalship,how can I forget that blunder on ma part,firstly by frgetting to conduct the morning assembly(I cried so much on that day :( ) and then the very next day ,the oathtaking day,I goofed up by shouting “3 cheers fr CCGSSS” …..period. (evry1 started giving me weird lookz and I gave them the same wondering y have they zipped their lipz) and then our principal mam who was standing just nxt to me said “ My gal,HIP HIP HURRAY” remember??” I felt like hiding ma face..oathtaking day and m tasting DISASTER :0 woof!

P.S waise ourz was the anokha school where HIP HIP ki jagah HIP HIP HIP shout kiya jata tha haina??(oh dat reminds me ov one ov ma fav programz on zeetv,HIP HIP HURRAY!)



This was wickedly funny.During our hindi class tests,if incase the computer students dint happen to have their class they used to come back and give us company.Many a times they used to nibhaofy bhaichara(behenchara) by helping us out in our tests :P The khushi/wickedness on their faces esp on madzoz,used to be incomparable.(seedhe saadhe log jab galt kaam karte hain toh unhe khoob maza aata hai) An evil grin used to eclipse their faces.


Oh yeah…the aerobicz sessions aftr assembly during middle school used to fantastic.Making fun ov the weird dance steps ov ur close friend (trying ur best to hide ur emotions but failing to do so)who was it? Dola I guess :P (ajkal JUST DANCE k namooono ki yaad aa gayi)and then shifting from the gym to the open area near the office for aerobicz coz ov the drooling and hanging harkatez of the boys school guyz.(dey had even gone to d extent og bringing binocularz I guess :P).Waise if u play songs like brazil n all ov vengaboyz,then automatically u get the adrenaline pumping…umm itz da adrenaline rush as edward sayz ;)


And the best of all,ctrlling yawns during A particular subject period was like impossible.The continous strifles with the yawns and the consequent nostril twitches.LMAO.Everyone used to have some other book on their desks and I remember how we used to pass chits and have lunch box in that period 2! Lunch box se yaad aya..half of it used to get finished before the recess itself. Once I had dropped some eatables from my tiffin on the ground and when mam had entered the calssroom it was distinctly visible as the floor had become dirty.And the dunno why she asked me”who had dis”,scared 2 da core I said “Mam, I had got this in my tiffin yesterday and I guess the sweeper dint clean the floor ,that’s y itz still lying here. "

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