My Experience with the Experienced Ones

2006-02-05T17:00:00.002-08:00

My Experience with the Experienced Ones

“Main Jindagi ka saath nibhaata chala gaya
Main har fikr ko Dhuain Mein Uda ta Chala gaya…………..”

Please don’t panic. This is not a new lyric that I am writing nor am I trying to sing out this song for you. This is just a story related to every individual who has been a part of an Institution of Learning for around 10-12 Years, except for those who were thrown out or had to leave the Institution midway. These unfortunate guys were kicked out on the pretext of being the most experienced ones.
No, they weren’t given any experience certificate to bag a higher role in some other Institution.

Now you might be wondering what sort of Institution is this. Is this an IT or a Consulting firm?
If it is, then why it’s different?

Let me tell you now what is it that I am talking of. Its My School, It might be your School too.
If it is then we do have something in common between you and me.
Earlier I was talking of those guys who tend to gain experience in the same class for years which forced the management to award them with the Transfer Certificate free of cost and requesting them to spare their Institution from such experienced people.

Hey I can guess what is bothering you now. You are wondering whether I was honored with the same certification or not.
To be honest I wasn’t that fortunate to bag that award.

I still remember when I was in seventh standard. I was late coming to the class after an inning of cricket. As usual the excuse was quite simple, “the ground was far off from the high school wing” and as usual my teacher’s response was simple and straight forward.

It was already 15minutes that I happened to be standing outside my classroom when I was suddenly awoken by a thump on my back. Initially I thought my cycle break has failed and was hit by some electric pole by the road side. All this happened to be a dream when I saw two guys standing by my side whom I later discovered to be my classmates.

I still remember those two legends, Rajiv Sehgal & Altaf Ali. Hey don’t confuse, they are not the singing legends Sehgal, Baba Sehgal or Altaf Raja. They were just like me with a difference,
they were “experienced”.

For me it wasn’t shocking to see them giving me a company by the corridor of my classroom as they always had a cause for being there as I do have one. This was the first time that I had an “experience with the experienced ones”.
For Rajiv & Altaf it was their 2nd year in seventh standard. They had all the experience of how the teachers were. But to my astonishment they had much more of what I could expect from them.

Reena Mittal, the heartthrob of my seniors. You can also say that every guy had a crush on her.
Not to miss out, the primary school kids frequently visited our wing to get a glimpse of her. I think they were growing at a much faster pace than the pace at which, guys of my age were growing.
Hey to let you all know, I too had a crush on her. God is great that he created this beautifull damsel. He too might be wondering how did this happen.

Rajiv & Altaf also had a crush on Reena but in a different style. This was for the first time that I realized that they were very much influenced by the Bollywood. They too had a crush on her and had an altogether different idea to convey this to the damsel, which I could have never come to know unless I had been out there enjoying my punishment.
They started of briefing me their plans as if I was their Sardaar. “Kidnap” was the word that Rajiv uttered from his mouth. The word resounded like as if I was watching a Hindi movie.

Suddenly Mr. Mathew, our geography teacher appeared from the staircase. Immediately I took position opposite Rajiv & Altaf. Mr. Mathew approached me and said “son, what are you doing here with these guys?” to which I promptly replied, saying that I was just going to the office to collect the stationary. He gave a smile and said ok. With this notion he left the place.

Just after a few seconds Rajiv said, “How do you think of this idea Ajaya?” asked Rajiv. Before I could reply, Rajiv & Altaf started discussing their plan. I kept my eyes wide open instead of keeping my ears wide open just looking at these two guys. At that moment they appeared to be my heroes. Because of this I could not keep a track of their kidnapping plans.

Suddenly I could hear some sort of noise emanating from a far off distance which I later realized to be the ringing bell conveying us that the classes are over. Students rushed out of their classes pushing me to one side of the corridor. After a while I wasn’t able to see those two guys.
They had disappeared in the crowd which was in a hurry to reach home.

For the whole academic year I was shocked by their courage (for whatever reason it might be).

Time kept moving on and I reached the next standard. My experience with those experienced one was still fresh in my mind but to my astonishment I could not find those two guys any more. I guess they too might have been kicked out from the school.

I never bothered where those two guys disappeared and whether the kidnapping took place? But I was quite content to see the damsel in the campus.

It’s already twelve years but I still remember those two guys and the damsel.
It’s only a week ago I learnt that Rajiv owns a Graphite mine. Being the owner of the multicrore “Sehgal Graphite Industries”. Altaf has settled down in London running his own chain of restaurants. And the most disappointing part for the hundreds of alumni of St Joseph’s Convent Senior Secondary High School is that Reena the damsel got married to a Software engineer from Banglore.
Rajiv, Altaf & Reena were all experienced as they were seniors to me and had finally managed a better destiny, but why it was the Software engineer from Banglore, why not a Software engineer from Mumbai????????????? Not to be laughed at but am still pondering. Hey you are still mistaken, am not talking about the damsel. Am planning for a Kidnap, may be I end up being the owner of a mine or a restaurant named “Indian Delicacy” in London.

Now let me tell you the most astonishing part of this write up.
All the person and places mentioned in this write up is merely the author’s imagination and bears no resemblance to any person living or dead. I know you have wasted your time to figure out some thrill in it. But I had no other way to keep myself awake while working on a weekend. Please do bear with this.

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My Experience with the Experienced Ones