attendance-fobia!

Our class-xii classes started !


“yaar…..we are in class-xii…..and still don’t know what exactly they tried to teach us in class-xi ! …lolzz”
We were in class-xii……and our class attendance was lowering rapidly..!
We attended classes only on Tuesdays and Fridays…i.e days on which we had practicals……..the strategy was to be at home and study all day long……something that never happened to work out in my case……and most of the days, I would end up pleading all these buddies to attend classes !
Very few girls used to be pesent …and the students present were punished by the teachers for the students absent ! !

“……..I really don’t understand….i mean its all so vague….but possibly……..in fact I am quite sure..you children, have certain problems……may be the pressure is inappreciably huge…educational pressure ..social pressure..and it feels bad , you know..that being a teacher also..i cant really help you…and my heart cries out for you people so much……….”

----- Our English prose teacher…Vedika Mam!
The first twenty minutes of her class was always occupied by her long lectures in her typical ‘American-English’ accent ! sometimes her lecture even continued till her class ended and then she would hire ten minutes from the next class ….and would rapidly explain one or two pages of the text….much to our annoyance !

Her lecture continued ---- “you all are like my children…and I feel the extreme pressure growing on you children nowadays ………and you know, my daughter..who is in America…she also says…. ‘mom life is so hectic and boring these days’….and truly my heart cries out so much for you all….”

We were almost worn-out with laughter…
“Hey! don’t laugh….look Mam’s heart is crying out..!” we whispered !
And there followed another round of laughter !

But Vedika Mam was kind of unstoppable!.......... “ my elder daughter…who is in Australia ……says life there is even worse…….and you know, how she is.,…very particular and very sensitive …she is doing her doctorate in America and she is like……..”
And the rest of the class was occupied with her elder daughter... “Who Is In Australia” ! !



Our English ‘ composition & unseen’ teacher was…Meghna Mam !
She was a demon in human ! ! …. An absolute terror !
-----“..where is your grammar book?...and composition rough copy?!...i told you to make separate English rough copies….did i?.....then where is it?......you make so many copies but can’t afford a single rough copy for English??...............yes...you……where is your book huh?....oh! You forgot to bring??...do you forget your lunch-box?...ever??..........english is the least priority to you science students..isn’t it?.........think yourselves very smart..huh?....now why are you staring at my face??......just get out of this class…and come back only when you have a book..and a separate English copy……….am I clear???..”

She was a terror ! We did not even dare to look at her !
And there always existed pin-drop silence in her class !