This is one incident that i'll probably never forget.... read on
I was in 9th standard i guess n i always used to hang out with my seniors from 10th. We were a gang of half a dozen boyz. One of them was vijay n the amazing part being that his dad was pretty cool about him taking out his car for a spin... golden special edition zen. He was notorious in the whole colony for his rough driving. He could make that cute little car skid, screech n all that. All n all he had roughed up his car so much that i'm afraid i would not be able to do justice trying to describe it.
One fine evening he came to pick me up at my home. I saw Ali, Varun, Sarkar, Bhaskar were already in n finally after much hesitation i hopped in. Now to be technically exact we were circling around the colony coz we didnt have any other job anyways n it was vijay's god forsaken perogative. Sarkar got bored n lighted a cigarette (big time nicotine junkie he was one).
My english teacher Mrs. Komalavali (that's her real name trust me) used to live on one peaceful corner of the colony. It was particularly peaceful there in evenings n she was having her evening coffee with her husband. By the way she was one hell of a genious regarding how she scolded the students everday. We were all scared of her... when she would start lecturing she'll yap till eternity. She'll shout, scream n after sometime your ears will go numb n then it wont matter. You'll be standing with hands at back, staring at your shirt's button making a sorry face as if you were absorbing all that was coming out of her mouth. Anyways wat she didn't know was that a golden zen was gonna zap through right in front of her n then bounce frantically on a speed breaker n when she'll try to see who's inside n she wouldn't see anyone.
Vijay took a tight turn n before we could settle down after that tremendous G-force stopped acting on us we see... Lo!!.. Komalavali ma'am is sitting in her verandah sipping her coffee on this peaceful evening. There was a sudden surge of panic... "Abey komalavali... f*&(*, kal class mein sunaegi pukka". N before sarkar finished saying... all of us ducked down but vijay. N how could he... who wud drive then. "Ya all of you hide your sorry faces below the seats like ostriches n wat i'm supposed to do. I'll also duck. Screw all of you... gaadi jaayegi khadde mein. Sab maroge" shouted vijay. He tried to hide his face but in the effort he missed noticing a bump right ahead. Car bounced on the bump @ say 60kmph. Shock absorbers moaned that day n creeked... N thud karke all our heads hit the roof.
Mostly she had seen us n were pretty sure tomorrow was gonna be a wonderful day. We returned back to out homes with sore head n vijay's car got a hole in one of its leather seats. Sarkar didn't bother abt the lighted but in his hand when he ducked for cover (in case you hadn't figured that out already). Vijay later had to threaten his driver to cook up some story for that.
Next day second hr was english. Here she comes... i was gathering all my strength. I would need it when she starts throwing her verbal darts right in front of all my classmates. N there it was after she placed her purse on teacher's desk "Did i see you yesterday evening ?". "I dont think so... i was back at home with parents. Wy do you ask ma'am". I could see her face turning red.. it might catch fire anytime. Plus she has a volatile brain i knew (metaphorically)."Oh i should meet your parents once... i think. They'll be happy to know whom u roam around with." It went on n on... i'm not sure for how long. When it was over the class was dumbfounded n everyone was staring at me.
The best part being she did accidentally bump into my parents near the shopping complex the same evening. N when dad asked her.. "How's deepak doin with studies in class?". "Na.. he's just fine. Don't you worry" This was all she said with a warm grin.
I miss vijay, ali, varun... n everyone. N lastly even komolavali ma'am... i don believe it that i'm saying this but she was the one of the best teacher i've ever came across.
This one's for her...
Thursday, May 22
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4 comments:
Ahaan
Interesting experience.
But yeah it is the people with whom we have such uncomfortable experiences that we respect most, in retrospect.
fun...
hmmm, so this is why everyone was staring at you dat day in d class..
u knw we wer all wondering dat howcme komalavalli ma'am had such nice things to say abt u all of a sudden...
n must say u were one gutsy in class to lie so confidently even after everything was so evident!!
@Antariksh
More than that uncomfortable experience, i respect Komalavali ma'am for being such an amazing teacher. She seemed very tough n strict tho... but she was like a coconut. Very soft n tender, very caring from inside. I do miss her and while finishing up with this post i was feeling very nostalgic.
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