A Brand New Day!!!And Independence Day too.....!!!!!!
And Independence Day....after school and junior college ......:)
No more march pasts....and long boring speeches ....by the chief guests,and the funniest...the human pyramid , and being the base of the pyramid...gosh......
I remember , till around the 6th-7th standard...(i.e till I remained a tiny puny kid)I was put right on top...and gradually as the years passed by, I kept coming down(...thanks to my short recess "wada pav" eating habit)...
We had to jog up to the place where our princi..(the stern looking , but good at heart types nun)...and the chief guest were seated, and then start.....
Girls , at the bottom of the pyramid(including me) came first ..then the others.on top of them...then all the groaning would start...If anyone would want to hear girls hurling abuses...at one another...this was it ..Our sabji walli would have had competition.....
Little did we know..that our Physical training ( Physical torture...it sure was!! ) teacher....
who looked no less than a revised all improved version of DRACULA ..only difference being that this LADY DRACULA weighed a rough 100-120 kilograms....., was right there....!!!!
If the show did go well,she wouldn't say a word......and if something went wrong....one can imagine...she would hurl the same abuses at us....(with that twinkle in her eyes...that say....cmon u little brats....I know what u guys are up too...)!!!!!
And ,who could forget those tiny flags that we would get to pin up on our tunics......
And since,our rickshawwalla uncle used to say " balls to u" on independence day........
we all kids had to run behind ...our so favourite PMT buses..full of grumpy passengers ..and a good hearted conductor....who always remembered to wake up tired children...when their stop had come.....
So much more.....
I'd love to be back there again......and see what I'd do given a second chance...!!!
well, here i am sitting at home on Independence Day,writing sick and never ending programs and assignments.........
Good Lord,when am I gonna get freed of these???????
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