Friday, October 8, 2010
ACT 1: Crazy Dumm skool :D
Am I still incepted or living for real ?
Not sure! don’t even know if time can reveal the truth :)
What so ever, I am trying to enjoy every moment & every breath of it.
So lets not worry too much about it & move on….
'your blog has a medieval touch' said some one.
(smiling to myself, I thought its better to put in this style than the usual josephites slang)
Oh then, such & thy & such & thy… really sucks ! Lets pack it :(
A compulsory Eng. Literature course on a romantic comedy of Shakespeare’s play as part of curriculum, An Anglo Indian skool in the jungles of coonoor called SJC(st josephs college), started way back in 1888, by patrician bro’s from England.
What’s the style got to do with it?
SCENE 1: SJC Literature class
The Twelfth night play Starts some thing like this…
ACT 1 : Scene 1
Duke : If music be the food of love ;), play on…….
Goes on till Act 5 : scene xxx (till the book lasts)
To get through the course almost every word of it had to be interpreted in ‘n ways’, that even Shakespeare wouldn’t have thought off :(
it’s a ROMANTIC Comedy ;) & we basically had to analyzing who is trying for whom & who all are in luv at different junctures with all sort of probability & combination to it :
what a sexy thing to do in class :D
I could have borrowed his medieval style : stop; stop: for heavens sake don’t compare shake(sekar) with Shakespeare :p, it’s a little too early :p
Listen to this ( pl. bare with the language used )
X1 : Hey fucker!
Y1 : ya,Ass hole
X2 : man, move ur butt.
Y2 : Fuck off !
X3 : Shut ur trap & move ur ass.
Y3 : shit… F*……
Was that a fight btw two druggist in the streets of US
Nope - then?
SCENE 2: SJC main flat (main ground) under the breezy trees
It was just a cool chit chat btw friends for bench space :)
What they actually meant was just this :-
Badu : hi buddy ! (X1)
Suku : yep (Y1)
Badu : hey, move a bit (X2)
Suku : nope! (Y2)
Badu : come on, pl. move it man (X3)
Suku : [suku moves and gives space to badu :)] (Y3)
Humm :| Dude, I swear its no hype!
Outsiders would not bare the slang, but its just a slang / day to day thing & No more meaning attached to it, so what’s wrong !!! Crazy skool!!
4. Sekar :- yes,mam.
5. steven :- mam, am here.
? attendance in class - nope, not at all !
SCENE 3: Grass slopes of Main flat (ground) during Inter school Footer Match
its INTER SCHOOL footer:-
School declared holiday – its compulsory attendance to cheer up our team !
We would shout our ass off – every dumm kid’s throat wil be fucked up in a couple of hours. It’s in the blood of every josephite, 10s & 100s of cheering songs composed by josephites all these years with so many flavours and tunes… to suite different situations of any match.
Transfering adrenaline & team spirit from cheering crowd to the players in the field…
oh… how do I explain the liveliness, Infact we had literally cheered our team to victor from downside, so many times B-) “ it’s a class about the European league stuff”B-)
Interestingly one / two girls would be part of some footer team, putting their foot with guys. I just, luv such bravo gals ;). In fact would have had little crush on a few such on field bravo or off the field bravo types. :D:D:D
Rule book of SJC says that every kid had to go through 2 hours of evening athletic practice.
Show stopper: Sags ( staff in charge of athletics) , He would be assisted by a bunch of staffs in charge of various house… yep, I was an Azadian – moto “Never give in” , true to the moto we were the 112th Annual athletic meet champs B-).
Scene 4: Athletics practice sessions:
Sags: You ! smart ass… Get ur ass up & run smart ;)
(quick & sharp voice, encouraging an athlete during practice)
OMG! Just to escape some of grueling athletic sessions, I would be off to Pole vault.
( that’s how i became a pole vaulter & Inter IIT medals :D).
I would run marathon, being a boarder it’s only chance to see the outside world – running up & down the hills of coonoor jungle every day:-
kissing the Wellington war memorial :)
breezing through the golf course of coonoor Gymkhana
Saluting the officers of Defense staff college
flying kisses to cool girls on the streets ;)
Then the Apple by road on the backyards of the crazy skool.
Those were the moments of freedom!
wow! – the lovely Grass flat, where footer would become Rugby on a rainy days B-)
I could still feel the legacy in every bit of my body. Its been getting into shape all these years & I treasure it the most. :)
Some insti. friends say that when I play footer, I actually reveal myself too much ;)
@ gals: beware, I just meant my attitude while playing & nothing else. :D:D
Oh! OMG!: Images of the gala day is still right in front of my eyes.
Every josephite would be proud off & others envy us !
Best part is that it’s a congregation of really cool chicks(gals) on earth .
some kind of festival?
SCENE 5: Lush Green MRC stadium, Wellington cantonment.
It’s the final day of Inter school Athletic Meet. Best of schools from nilgiris and rest of TN under some vague English speaking schools association would be there… Lawrence-Lovedale, Laidllaw memorial, Stanes, Kodai International, Green valley, Breeks memorial, Hildas…….and lot more.. Would all be there competing..
Josephites are champs for some 20 odd consecutive years…. I have not seen it any where – Athletics being such a team work… 'such' sucks but…with such passion, fighting spirit & pride with the spirit of a true sportsmen.
Its such a beauty to see this place in action : its luv, its culture, its system, its pride, its spirit, it’s a Legacy of its own…………Josephites!
In a way, I some how did not get carried away completely by the romance of the whole place, but I did enjoy every bit of it :)
Story goes on & on … Hostel day, cultural's.. calendar is always full!
ACT 2 to ACT 5 (gist)
'Once a Josephite is always a Josephite' words of Mr. Beal
Aldi’s English class used to be unique with unending discussion on every possible GEN topic. :)
No one on earth can link every math concept to philosophy in life like 'haldurai' does.
My love for physics had no bounds with never ending experiments that I guess Suzan mam is still expecting me to become some kind of scientist. ;)
The thundering voice of french mam, who is young in her late 70s.
We haven’t heard of tuition's/ extra classes / entrance coaching…, passing board exam was considered an achievement. I was crazy enough among this craziness to try for IIT-JEE along with Zanef. I just skipped one of the weekly movie for JEE prep & that was talk of the skool ( hey , some one kept away from movie lastnight & was fuckin studying : what crap). We would have almost watched every Decent English movie that had come out in the decade (action, comedy, romance.. )
Humm :| Dude, I swear its no hype!
One heck of a crazy dumm skool : others would call it, but then it was so lively & real. Or probably its for everyone to discover for themselves which is dumm, crazy & cool/real.
For some reason, we keep changing and experimenting with our self. May be -
“Change is the only thing that's permanent” & at the same time
“There is a line of thread connecting all these changes” ha! what a paradox !!!
My words run into pages & pages… about childhood, about college, about insti(home sweet home) and about every damn thing that off late I don’t feel like posting more. Guess I should let it all die with me forever & ever. :(
We did not learn 12th maths / 12th physics / JEE maths / JEE physic but simply as raw maths & physics as raw & real……
May be, it was just my perception & not really true, but truth itself is one such perception that we believe in it to be true… Wow! ’What an Idea – sir Ji’.
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'sekar' AKA 'Shake' AKA 'shakie' AKA 'shakie boy' AKA 'shake her' AKA 'Try' AKA 'arul' AKA 'arul sekar'.........what ever i was called as......