[I posted this on Bangalore- photos from a bygone age. There is no facility to share directly from that page, hence copying and pasting it here.] I have very very few photographs of my younger life in Bangalore. Thats why, for the most part, I can only provide verbal pictures of life from those times. 1971-1972. 8th B. National High School, then a boys school. A group of about 5 or 6 boys from our class missed the 1st period after lunch. Bags were in the classroom: N7 (room numbering was N=Nela, ground floor; M=Mahadi, 1st floor -- both properly pronounced beginning with a y, thank you). Their owners werent. Lot of speculation. Then they showed up almost at the end of that period. Got royally whacked (now the teacher concerned would have been summarily jailed!). Then came the trouble with the HM. The allegedly serious Intimation Card -- a postcard to parents informing them of their broods latest malfeasance and summoning them to The Presence -- was to be sent the next day. The boys were not particularly scared by that ... perhaps a little disturbed, thats all. Sthhita-prajñas, the lot of them. And the malfeasance? They had been, for some time, going to Vidyarthi Bhavan (hereinafter VB) at lunch time and sitting way in the back corner out of sight of the Manager chappie at the cash counter in the front. They would order 1 masalay dosay each. Then, theyd ask for the bill. The waiter was a usually very taciturn, fair-skinned chap. What he lacked in neck, he more than made up in attitude. But he was unaware of The Cabals nefariousness and their modus operandi. He would pull the pencil off his ear lobe, scribble the amount on a 1x1 piece of paper and this was the bill he gave them. The Cabal would then order 3-by-5 coffee. Drink that. Then ask for the coffee bill. Off came the pencil from the ear-lobe, and Mr Taciturn threw the second bill at them and went on with his life. The Cabal would then pay the coffee bill and leave, mahaa pleased with themselves and the success of their shenanigans. But that day, they got caught. I dont know how. But the Manager detained them and threatened them with: handing them over to the police, de-boning them, telling their HM, and informing their parents. How he planned to achieve this last threat is beyond me. For about 40 minutes he made them sweat. Then he let them go with the warning that if he ever saw them there again, hed ... They raced back to school and six of the juiciest each. I wonder how they have fared in their lives. Perhaps gone on to much great accomplishment and now looking back on that episode (if they even remember it) with a smile. What? Who? Me? NO! Sd/- Goody Two Shoes. PS: Both the HM and the teacher mentioned are no longer among those present.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 05:02:50 +0000
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