Tuesday, February 26, 2008

'INNOCENT' TIMES


It is one of those incidents, which still give me the tickles and the chuckles. Now, as I peep into my little mind, I can vividly remember that incident.*****Rolling into flashback*****Year 1994I was in prep that time. The exams were on and we, the little kids were crumbling under its pressure. That time we had a subject called EVS (environmental studies) and the very next day was its exam. So, all night I was struggling with the names of birds, animals and flowers. What was particularly driving me crazy was the spelling of ‘deer’. No matter how much pains I took, it just wouldn’t stick into my head. I said it aloud 5 times D-E-E-R. I wrote it on paper 10times DEER, lest I confuse it with ‘dear’. Somehow, I managed to put it in my already cluttered mind that the animal’s name is deer and not ‘dear’. Hence, the rest of the night was spent with the chirping of birds, the sounds of animals and the colours of flowers.Alas! Came the fateful day- The day of the exam. Everyone being as nervous as the other is, and as the time drew nearer the palpitation only increased.**********Treeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnngggggggggggggggg******** the bell, now synonymous with the Satan’s voice rang. Now, began the haphazard last minute preparations. With pages flipping faster than lightening, with words pouring out like a hymn learnt verbatim, with last minute queries to last minute answers- all this in just a span of two minutes. As if in that very moment every word had to be saved from some vicious demon before he devoured them all. And not to forget, the hapless teacher trying to break the now established eternal bond between the students and the books.Finally, after bidding goodbye to our beloved books (which only become beloved during exams), we settled down roll number wise, anxiously waiting for the question paper. Methodically, the teacher started distributing them from one side. I was fidgeting until she came to my desk, eager to take a look at the paper. I gave the paper a cursory look and heaved a sigh of relief. It didn’t seem tough. I started writing the paper and found myself answering the questions as fast as I could, lest anything slip out of my mind. I was answering all questions comfortably, but then what do I see? This question says,” _______ (deer/dear) is the name of an animal.” “Ok”, I told myself. “I know the answer”, I muttered to myself. The answer is…is…is?????? DEAR! Yes, it is DEAR! No, it is DEER. No, it is DEAR. No it is……..! My mind was buzzing. How could I forget it? I practiced it all night. It is a sin greater than blasphemy! Suddenly, I saw the time and realized that I had wasted my precious ten minutes on this question. I left it blank for the time being, and hurriedly went on completing the rest of the paper. Just as I was wrapping up my answers, Neha (aka Daddo), the girl sitting beside me, poked me lightly. Quietly, in a hushed voice she asked the answer of a question about thorny plants. The question asked us to name two thorny plants. In those days, Neha wasn’t really my friend, infact she was an enemy. Though, she has grown up, mellowed down and become one of my best friends today, earlier she was a brat and the villain of my life. Thus, I was in no mood to tell her the answer. However, she kept coaxing me so I finally said, "CACTUS”. Oh! But she already knew this one. She insisted again to tell me another. I knew it was ROSE but just the thought of her getting more marks, pulled me back. I kept quiet. Then, she tried to bribe me by saying that I could also ask her something in return. It did sound tempting at that moment but I maintained a stoic silence. After all, I had been taught not to cheat. But she kept pulling at my shirt and I realized, she wouldn’t let me work till I answered. So, after thinking for a while, I came up with the answer, “CHAMELI!. Yes, Chameli is the other thorny plant". Happily, she wrote the answer and profusely thanked me. Secretly, I smiled to myself, applauding my teeny self for being so smart. Cmon! How could I let her get that one mark?Then, peacefully I finished my paper. However, as I began to revise, I stumbled on that deer/dear question. In my excitement of getting her answer wrong, I had completely forgotten this question. I began to strain my mind and the more I thought, the more confused I got. Only ten minutes were left and I had to make a choice between the two spellings. I was desperate. The bell could ring anytime. Then, the bell rang into my mind. I suddenly poked Neha and asked if she knew the answer. (oh! Everything is fair in love, war and exams! ;)) She smiled and said it was D-E-E-R. But, I wasn’t fully convinced. So, I insisted on her again. This time, with full conviction, she said it was DEER and not DEAR. Her father had told her the other day and she was sure. She tried hard to persuade me.I listened to her and thought for a while. My petty mind thought, if I didn’t tell her the right answer then, why would she? So, I happily wrote D-E-A-R and thanked her. Again, I applauded myself for being such a genius. :-P

20 comments:

scintilla said...

This is so youuu... Naughty, innocent, dumb, idiot, funny!!

Jokes apart, now I seriously regard you as a good writer... :) This post has been written in an amazzzing manner. I think it's almost perfect :)

Keep writing :)

Unknown said...

Yaar i dnt remember nethng....teri memory bht sharp hai really.....kitna kuch yaad tha tuje..gud2..beeti baatein.....us vakt to mai class ki don thi na :)))??aisi purani baatein sunna mje bht achha lga taar....kuch recent sweet incidences bhi likhio....

DEVesh said...

OMG!!! amazing!! excellent!! Kwel!!
The whl article iz so wellwrtn ...everythng 4rm prepartn for a test to teachrs distrbutng que papers ....to lil childrn dvelpng der own way to learn n rem new thngs...awsm!!

Perfect use of humour keeping in mind the pace n direction of the story..Nt even a single line arey nah!!nt even a single word itself is boring..

Every line is smhw relatd to the othr..so ders a perfect flow..And d reader cant stop reading till he sees d line "posted by nikita g at 7:46 PM on Feb 26, 2008 "hehe

If i hav to rate....den..Hmmmmm!! FULL MARKS!!! ur BEST WRITE so far...gud wrk!! keep it up!!

PS: Liked the photu woh deer...deer waali...(Waise i used to confuse between WEAK N WEEK...hehe)

kyamaloom said...

Good Ol' times eh? :)

Unknown said...

okay...this seemed to me a typical NIKITA-ish thing..hehe
Presented almost in a flawless feel, this was your best..
But my dear..I knew the climax..u know why :p
newazz....
This one was really engaging.
Expecting more from you!
:)

Manu said...

hilarious!!!...i csnt type this post properly coz the chuckles are disturbing me..really humurous piece of work..a bit nostlagic too...the way you have described the last minute preparations was really remarkable..and the comaprisons like "satan's voice";"...before words get devoured by vicious demon..",, etc reveals a literary genious...i lved this one...if time permits i'll go through your other posts..you've made a good first impression in me..

Toon Indian said...

...reading ur post..I remembered something..there's a line which my dad used to tell me..."my dear deer is very dear"

ice said...

nice. innocence of a child and shrewdness of an adult. ironic, and that makes it beautiful. also the topic is one that most of us would hv encountered some time or the other. keep going.

Charu Sharma said...

WEll..u seem to hve a fantastic memory gurl..
Nd this post is unodubtedly gripping n very well writteN...
:-)

CRD said...

haha. gals can be so vengeful [:P]

so howd u gals react to each other when u finally got to know the real answers? [:p]

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Mani said...

Ha ha..that was a nice post. Liked the line "As if in that very moment every word had to be saved from some vicious demon before he devoured them all.". Brought back memories of exam days.

Rebel Raised by SATAN himself said...

lol ... nice... like it!

saket said...

wow...u r so fluent...'liked it' wud be an understatement...'loved it' is the ryt phrase to describe my current feeling abt this post...this post of ur is forcing me to read ur other articles...keep writing...!!

Rajesh said...

Wow!!!! wow!!!! fell in love wit ur write-up... really awesome...one of the most realistic blogs...wat made me love it was... we both share similar writing style...even mine are introspective and recollection of my past incidents,....do read mine...m sure u ll lik it...keep writing.. hope u don mind if i Blog roll U :)

Shawn said...

My deer!

(My dear?)

Let's see ...

Yep, that's right:

*My dear* this is a nice blog!

The best to its continued success.

Rajesh said...

Y no blog these days???

Anyways my blog uopdated

Unknown said...

makes me remember the same way i used to dodge people asking questions for answers during exams, which i personally hate...

Anonymous said...

:)
Innocent times...not so innocent on your part...nicely written

Sherry Wasandi said...

All in earnest, this left me smiling from ear to ear. :)

Childhood, with it's tales of naivety, just lodges itself somewhere in memory. And nostalgia offers some serviceable thrills.

Really like your blog. :)