Life time Memoirs 4

The next day began with our surprise class assembly; actually it was our principal mam’s initiative to improve the confidence and cooperation between students and peers. For a moment I was like astound with only one thought in my mind at that moment ‘WTF’. The assembly was scheduled at 0810 hours and the current time was 7050 hours that meant we only had about 20 minutes to prepare for it. I rapidly recovered from the shock and prepared my part which was to conduct the whole assembly, Mansi picked up an article from our English writing section of the bbc book, Dj was going to sing a Bengali prayer though he was a rajasthani himself(now that’s what I call pure talent). While Shivani was learning the thought of the day we were all busy forcing Abhi to read out the news in the doordarshan manner. Amongst all this Priya was peacefully writing a poem that she was going to recite, her own poem gosh!!! She is a poet too…… at every single point why does she have to compete with me; academics, co-curricula’s, literature, sports I mean I am feeling like as if she is a female version of me and that is way, way freaky. Alright now getting back to the assembly thing, it was a real classic and to be honest actually her poem was a kind of masterstroke. Now only she was visible to everyone, and none else in our group was bothered about it, as if they were hypnotized. I got frustrated and out of anger I said, not bad Priya but you could have done better and trust me guys everybody had made up their faces as if I had said the worst thing ever anyone can say. She nicely replied, oh Mahen, English is not just your mate, I have it in my pocket too, and yes she did have an oxford pocket dictionary in her pocket. By the way her answer shut my mouth immediately. I said to myself, oh Mahen just jump off some cliff or jump into some well cause no one talks to you like that just then she gave me a confident look as if she was trying to say, everything has its first time in everybody’s life and you better get used to it cause I am here buddy!! Abhi consoled me, let her have her credit brother, she is just a new knight, but man remember you are the king Arthur forever and actually as a matter of fact he was totally right.

I am thee, I am ‘King Arthur’ and she is just a knight of my army, no match to my faction and neither to my rank or status and that is why she is not at all acceptable to me though she might have gotten into our pack of wolves.As days passed we were turning into rivals and then archenemies, fighting with each other on petty and baseless issues, sometimes she picked the fight and sometimes it was me. Hmmm…….. like about 50 no.. no.. to be honest it was 40% her fault and 60% mine. To be frank our group was sick of our fights and decided to avoid both of us they tried it for several days, then they began ignoring us when even that failed. They finally took up the idea of talking to Kavita mam in order stop our childishness. The main issue was that we both were equally good in all things but I enjoyed more privileges than her I hated it when people wanted her to be part of almost all the jobs that I am doing, I hate sharing my credits and successes with her. Kavita mam after hearing all this, when she came to the class said, this is the last week before your summers, so correct yourself both of you, because after the summer break if you both are again caught fighting then I’m going to give you nice little surprises. And trust me folks, when she speaks so nicely about surprises, you better act accordingly because if I were you I would never whish for her surprises, trust me it can be very risky and dangerous. Although I was aware about this danger so I was least bothered and kept on fighting till the last day. Now, on the last day we had a small class party and then the school had arranged for a 2 day overnight camp stay camping kind of event in the school itself, starting 6 p.m. onwards.


To be continued..............