In Valley i grew....

Word of Caution: It may appear I have actually exaggerated at certain parts of my experiences; but to sketch the true picture of what had actually happened it may have been incorporated without the knowledge of the narrator as he might have crashed(z...zz..zzzz..zzzzzz) quite a no. of times!


Well...Very Well..... I decided. I should speak about my school days though old; the memories are fresh ....... I somehow love sharing my old school incidents which brings back the child in me. As far as my memories are concerned i hardly remember anything below 7th std except for the fact that i gave a hard blow to one of my class mates for which i had been punished to kneel down in my 4th std. I don't remember the reason exactly......(Adida knows how strong i am!!)...... I was a sincere complan boy in my school ( Visakha Valley School,Vizag) till the completion of my 7th std.

But my association with a completely so called notorious, infamous personality in school; yet very famous for his aptitude in hindi had rather transmogrified me into an equally monstrous character in school..... This guy had a knack of cracking hindi exams alone..... The neat trick he implemented was writing the answer for a single question in different pages in different ways.No wonder, at one instance he happened to get a score of 104/100 on account of bad accounting......rather the hindi teacher corrected the very same question thrice without her knowledge(which she hardly had).... The guy referred here is Gaurav Begwani...known as gauri....
Gauri says "Even i can teach better than her!".... which is true... he had strong grammar fundaes better than many ppl in the class. But the poor guy still regrets for having his Roll Number behind me..... The reasoning goes like this......... In our boards i got a 77 and he got a 76 where his hindi is uncomparably better than mine...His claim is that the examiner got too much of frustration that he gave up correcting gurav's paper which 1 roll number behind me....... This could be true because indeed my hindi was pathetic....

I would say i was the luckiest guy to be with him all the three years.... Had i not spent with him, i would have not known how to pain people incessantly......... This guy had a history of following females right from the 4th std as per reliable sources..... But the craziest or the ironical part of his story is that whoever he had followed; she used to leave the school that acaemic year.... Finally in our 10th std it so happened that he left the school for a change!! Tough luck Gauri... i ve my deepest concerns in this regard.... Rather the adventures would continue......

Yeah i thought i would post the adventures; once i finished the characters i had met in valley.... As every story in history had 'The Three Musketeers"; even we were three........... well me and gaurai remained till our boards but the third chap was flexible............. rather we had Rakesh Josyula till 8th std and S.A.K Rajesh till 10th............
Hmmm...... i would not forget to mention our good old teachers -- Prashanth kumar panda---- our geography sir ... i had very bad encounters with this idiosyncratic personality of our school...... He had his own ways of seeing things ... very much of his own.... generally does not conform to the views of approximation; rather always finds faults. One such incident to illustrate my view........

Sir:"What is the ideal temperature for cotton growth in India?"
Me: "Sir... 32.8'C....(As per the data i ve collected from Atlas"
Sir: "No.. You are wrong. It is around 32.5'C"

He was the quiz master of our school..... not for the fact that he knew lots of GK but often he immitated Derek O Brien of BQC "Are you serious or joking?"

The funniest adventure i had in my school in my school days was in my 10th std......It was the last day to submit my Bio-Practical Record.... I have finished all my experiments except for a FROG .... I did not get any sample of frog or a sketch of a frog to draw ........................

This day I still believe I had my greatest amount of creativity I had ever even thought of or imagined ......... No wonder the Bio Teacher threw my record on my face after correction..........the frog in my Bio Record was the pic of a CARTOON frog found in the English Main Course Book- The Frog and the Nightingale By Vikram Seth.


Another incident which often chuckles me was the Question and Answers session before the Board exams ;introduced by our short tempered History/Civics teacher. The deal was that the students should prepare their own questions to ask others in the class... The questions were from every nook and corner of the text book . If a student's question remains unanswered he/she takes the pride of preparing a question that was unanswered.

To our ideal brain as a devil's workshop; myself and gauri were preparing questions which were extremely stupid .....One such question was "Explain about ICV Sagar".........Our Class topper--- Gargi Das gets up and says " It could be a dam near Hirakud in Orissa"...........I was like, " Oh yeah....Sorry, ICV Sagar expands for Ishwar Chandra Vidya Sagar!!"........Somehow we spoilt the entire motivation behind the session that day.

At the thought of my school;
the memories reach me fresh and pristine.

The dawns began with our charming faces
On the roads of those creeking bus races;
The ideas that made my attention drew
In Valley I grew....

The aroma of our ground I can smell
On which we ran and fell;
We were the sportive crew
In Valley I grew.

I'd hear the rustling of leaves,
And the gossip of eves;
whenever we ensue
In Valley I grew.


------- Inspired by The Dead Poets Society.

Finally before I finish I would sing my school song proudly; (Welfred Sir I miss your guitar work).........
Hark we boys and girls of Visakha Valley
Proudly Sing the glory of our school
From the madening crowd are we
In the dale of beauty
Near the surf-riden sea

Our Devoted Teachers training grew us
Enlighten our minds and sharpen our brains
Citizens of India, Visakha Vallians
Help Us God to reach our goal.