The toughest part of blogging is to write the first few lines. Often you end up writing something very abstract, which could otherwise be said simply. You think you have written something highly intellectual, to be understood only by the classes. The world around, never as smart, fails to see your point. In teens, this happens so often, in all issues, and with almost everyone. It surely happened with me.
In my last week of teenage, I look back at my days( no romanticizing, not my style ). During early teens, one learns new words, maa behn stuff. Some learn earlier. Knowledge that lasts forever. Horniness creeps in , increases ever after. And yeah, you think you are smarter than everyone else.
I personally liked my uninhibited rawness. I remember, once we had a substitute teacher. Something happened and she angrily told me
'' Why dont you come here and teach".
"That's your job........... you are being paid to do so".
( Greg Chappel said something similar about Indian MPs few months later, he lost his job). I had heard this so often, I guess I had developed some immunity to it. The teacher threatened that she will take me to the Principal. I had been before, so I was like Ok. Eventually that didnt happen. Looking back at that( there were many such incidents, some can't even be shared), I don't know how to feel about it. It was not that I did something very brave, but I don't really regret it. It's alright, I guess at that age it's allowed to make mistakes.
There was always a sense of self-ascribed importance. When we discussed matters of national importance, politics, cricket, I felt important. When in argument, with me, mostly it is a case of one-against-many. Often I find my self single handedly defending Bihari-Jharkhandi cause ( at one time, I had said that the very existence of India would be threatened if Jharkhand, with it's huge resources is to be taken out; howsoever rhetorical it may sound, I still believe it isn't very far from truth.)
School was fun. We had a very carefree but informed group ( those important discussions happened quite often, still happens). The last two years were superclass. I hardly bunked any classes. Interrupting teachers in between class was a lot more fun. I was in the same school for 12 years, so there was an aura of invincibility. But I dont miss being at school. I had my days in schools. I enjoyed it, but I never had this feeling.."wish I was still at school"( my mushier classmates ...leave it, I don't want to be rude ).
I'll skip about my college life, for some other post later. At this stage, it's mostly about answering exams. It is said that age is just a number. Lets see, how much being in 20's is different. I fear the best days of my life are behind me, I hope not though.
In my last week of teenage, I look back at my days( no romanticizing, not my style ). During early teens, one learns new words, maa behn stuff. Some learn earlier. Knowledge that lasts forever. Horniness creeps in , increases ever after. And yeah, you think you are smarter than everyone else.
I personally liked my uninhibited rawness. I remember, once we had a substitute teacher. Something happened and she angrily told me
'' Why dont you come here and teach".
"That's your job........... you are being paid to do so".
( Greg Chappel said something similar about Indian MPs few months later, he lost his job). I had heard this so often, I guess I had developed some immunity to it. The teacher threatened that she will take me to the Principal. I had been before, so I was like Ok. Eventually that didnt happen. Looking back at that( there were many such incidents, some can't even be shared), I don't know how to feel about it. It was not that I did something very brave, but I don't really regret it. It's alright, I guess at that age it's allowed to make mistakes.
There was always a sense of self-ascribed importance. When we discussed matters of national importance, politics, cricket, I felt important. When in argument, with me, mostly it is a case of one-against-many. Often I find my self single handedly defending Bihari-Jharkhandi cause ( at one time, I had said that the very existence of India would be threatened if Jharkhand, with it's huge resources is to be taken out; howsoever rhetorical it may sound, I still believe it isn't very far from truth.)
School was fun. We had a very carefree but informed group ( those important discussions happened quite often, still happens). The last two years were superclass. I hardly bunked any classes. Interrupting teachers in between class was a lot more fun. I was in the same school for 12 years, so there was an aura of invincibility. But I dont miss being at school. I had my days in schools. I enjoyed it, but I never had this feeling.."wish I was still at school"( my mushier classmates ...leave it, I don't want to be rude ).
I'll skip about my college life, for some other post later. At this stage, it's mostly about answering exams. It is said that age is just a number. Lets see, how much being in 20's is different. I fear the best days of my life are behind me, I hope not though.
