Episode One: Glimpse from the Past

This post is dedicated to my School Life and would definitely revive the fall of year 2008 in my memories.

I started as a 4 year old boy from Yojna Vihar. Place with an aura of being protected all the time. Soon after my 5th grade I was transfered to P.D Vihar.  

I could barely sum up my memories of my years at Middle Wing and early Senior Wing, they are hazy but not worth to remember, they weren't much pleasant.

Class XI C: New to all

This was a high time for everyone. All I could see was Nimish Girdhar and Yashdeep Singh killing their time doing some FIITJEE Assignments. 'They'll surely crack IIT' Sahil said. 

And you are? Hi I am Sahil Sahni from 10th F and you? I'm Prateek from 10th H. Oh! Roohi M'am section. Yep.

Soon our class teacher Mr. Deepak Diwan entered. 'What is he?' was the first question that popped into my mind at that very instant. Though he turned out to be quite Intellectual for the aspiring IIT'ians and Friendly for people like Me. Mechanical Drawing was our extra chosen subject which left No Girl in our class. There were three girls who opted for MD but they decided to only enter XI C when Ashok Sir is already in the class.

48 students in XI C and not even a single girl!?! Was the question humming the Ground Floor.

'Damn no girl, how would we live for two years' Abhineet Verma asked Me. I preferred to keep my mouth shut instead of answering 'Sahi keh raha hai yaar!'

3 months were already passed and I was still staring at FIITJEE's assignment, this time it was Work, Power & Energy which Karan Munjhal was holding very proudly in one hand, his another hand was preoccupied by FIITJEE CPP and mouth with his Rotomac 045 pen, trying to ask an 'I' level problem from Yashdeep. Weird, he could barely call out Yashdeep's name.

- During Recess standing opposite to Cycle Stand near the Main Gate was my group's favorite spot. Varun Khanna Akshit Dhiman and Bipul Biswas were in a habit to beat the crap out of me since they were my prime subjects to joke upon. Though Varun was a Busy Recess Lad but still he manages to kick me to satisfy himself.

P.S There were much more important things for Varun to do in recess. Exploration around the Mini Appu Ghar or in front of Handball Net were his most focused spots.

It was all Boys class and by now we were familiar with each others. Bunks, Hooting and Pranks were common now. 'Boyz this time we had to do something big' Mohit Dev Sharma shouted in a high pitch voice. What? What? Should we do now, we're already bored with Poplu - The Other Mathematics Teacher. 

Maybe we should all sing a song and after a gap of 3 seconds Mohit started singing, within 2 seconds the whole class joined him in a chorus.

tum toh thehre pardesi - 2 saath kya nibahaaoge 
chorus:
(tum toh thehre pardesi saath kya nibhaaoge) - 2
Mohit:tum toh thehre pardesi saath kya nibahaaoge 
chorus:
tum toh thehre pardesi saath kya nibhaaoge
Mohit:tum toh thehre pardesi saath kya nibhaaoge 
subaha pehli - 3 gaadi se ghar ko laut jaaoge
Chorus: 
subaha pehli gaadi se ghar ko laut jaaoge
Mohit:tum toh thehre pardesi saath kya nibhaaoge 

Soon it could be heard at Reception too. Mrs. Nijhawan - The Senior Wing Incharge, came running through the corridor in search of something unusual. She entered XI C 'What the heck is this, a fish market?' From the backseat Vijay Mohan replied 'Yes'. Which resulted in a 3 period punishment - 'Stand on desk with hands raised' said the In-charge. XI C became the center of attraction for everyone passing through the corridor and we were prouldy standing on desks with hands half raised. Soon XI C was involved in most of the chaos done on the Ground Floor. In-Charge advised Class Teacher to do what he can. But as usual 20 minutes of lecture on social well-being and responsibilities by Diwan sir had to go in vein and so it did.
Soon this year passed out and XI C  now got evolved to XII C

Class XII C: The Legacy Continues

XII was also no different from what we've been doing in XI. This time the entire ground floor sings with us, leaving no trace that XII C started their Anthem. Though yet I wasn't able to figure out FIITJEE but I understood one thing Nimish and Yashdeep cannot think beyond Parabola, Ellipse, Kinematics, Semi-Conductors and most important Redox Reactions. 'This was 2007-08 batch which is going to appear for boards' said Vice-Principal to the Principal in a Monday morning assembly. Tomorrow you all will get your Board Roll No. soon after The Hawan, Principal made the announcement. 'Yeah, baby we are going to get our Roll No's for real tomorrow' Varun shouted at me, I think he was elated?!. 'I'm scared' Akshit softly spoke into my ears with a trembling voice which made me go down on my knees. 'Akshit are you nuts or crazy, choose any one of them which suits you the best' Bipul said in an uneven loud shaky voice. I think he is Nutazy. Hahaha Prateek you dog you cracked us again- They said in unison. Soon it was 1:30 P.M, dispersal time.
'Kal aa raha hai na? Meri Pen Drive leta hua aaeyo, kuch daal bhe diyo usmei. Kya? Kuch bhe Jodha Akbar k gaane daal laaeyo.
These were my last words for Varun on Wednesday Feburary 6 to which he replied positively and rushed towards the Main Gate to Explore. Akshit shaked my hand in Bro style and left for his home with his Avon Mountain'ing Bicycle. As for Bipul, he was coming with me to Bus # 1.