Friday, November 07, 2008
The Last Physics Class Of My Life!
Im teaching 6 kids from different classes the youngest one is in class 3, next one is in class 5, then class 6 and 2 kids who are in class 10. when im interacting with them im firm, and funny. so i kinda share a fun and friendly relationship with them, its through them that i re-live my childhood days. every now and then i see myself in them and nostalgia comes visiting again. Reading PJ's post on her school days reminded me of, the last physics class of my life.
We were in the last week of class 10. Every teacher was wrapping up the syllabus. There was an air of finality. School was about to close for the study leave before the boards and it was my last physics class. While most choose to scribble whatever they could, of what the teacher was saying; my friend and i were cutting veggies. we were supposed to have a pinic of sorts and my friend and i, who were'nt too interested in physics were preparing to make aloo chat. the whole class had brought boiled potatoes, some got tomatoes and cucumber and onions and other spices as we had asked them to. while my friend sniffed away to glory while dicing the onions i did a major blunder, i opened the packet of chat masala, and soon everyone was sniffing around to locate the origin of the most awesome smell. And that was it, the concentration was broken. everyone fidgeted to finish the class and pounce on the food. and my last physics class ended, just the way my career as a physicist would [if i ever took that up]; without any useful work done, not that it mattered to me at all :)
its really tough to believe that i have changed so much over the period of time. class 10 was the happiest and the wackiest period of my life, i had lived my life as if there was no tomorrow. i remember how all of us would make a stack of Mills and Boons[MB] and it would then be passed around in a chain so that every one could read one and pass it on to the other. how many MB readings sessions we had in class. those days when id take over the class and with other friends we would put up acts and entertain the class. i wasn't the class clown. instead i was the Vivekananda house[yellow house] vice captain, then captain and the prefect; but i had fun nonetheless. there was a certain zest to living. there was hardly a thing i didn't participate in. id be organizing everything but now in college everything has changed. i hardly bother to participate in anything. i dont even show up for social do's and ive becomes somewhat aloof. alas! with time i guess i lost the sense of fun and retained the serious and matured outlook to life. how i wish id stop being the responsible one and let down my hair and enjoy the way life should be lived.