My First Drama

I played my first Drama at the age of 15 when I was studying in 10th standard. I was not a good artist, at least never happened to be judged as good one. But somehow I managed to do good. I was given a role of a student who was studying in 10th class. So I didn't had to put much of my so-called artistic effort. But I should mention that, at that time I didn't even known the meaning of "Art". Just a Beginner, in this world of great artists, who was trying to take his first steps of life as a child.

It was the time of half yearly examinations. I was supposed to be very weak in Mathematics. A fear of mathematical problem always existed in me since inception. So I had my Math exam. The very look of 3 pages long question paper made me sick. I started solving the paper. Slowly, I slowed down, or it could be said that the toughness of questions made me slow. The time was ticking..I had only 3hrs to complete 30 questions. Sweat started coming down from every part of my body and suddenly I realised that my whole shirt is wet. "Oh God! what should I do now", I murmured to myself. I never failed in any of my subjects till now in my entire life. So the situation was pretty bad. To make the situation worse there came abdominal pain. Everything happened so instantly that I didn't had time even to give a thought to it. Time was ticking away and unsolved questions lay ahead of me like pacific ocean. So it was a long journey to be travelled in no time. Chances were minimal that I could make it in time. The doors were getting closed one by one. Then suddenly some one knocked at the door. I saw a slight ray of hope peeping out at me. It was "artist" in me.

Only way out of this mess was to get rid of the paper strategically. Strategy was to act as if am sick. I layed down on the desk...made my face as if I was going to collapse. The invigilators were taking round. Whenever they came close to me I was more sick than i was when they were away. I was waiting to get noticed. It took some time, don't remember how much but, pretty much. Then one of the invigilator enquired whether everything was OK. Sensing the emergency of the situation he asked me to leave. A sigh of relief crossed my face, thank god it went unnoticed. I got out of there ASAP.

Well, all these made me feel guilty but never mind, at least I discovered that am not a bad dramatist. The only thing was that, the drama which was ought to be played on stage, I played in real life. Much less, let alone..."Life is a drama in itself in which you ought to play many roles..."

After Thoughts of School Days

"No one can look back on his schooldays and say with truth that they were altogether unhappy."--- George Orwell

School, the word that gave me a head-ache when I was a kid. Those days, now when I think of, reminds of the good time I had, which at that time never felt that good. Getting early morning with half closed eyes. Then take bath and get ready and wait for school bus to come. Though these feelings remained same througout the year, around the clock, with slight variation in winter season. Winter season made me more lazy and drony. When i was happily sleeping under the blanket dreaming of summer vacations...there came the sound of alarm clock penetrating my dreams. That sound irritated me when ever i heard till I left the school. And then bathing in cold water...so cold that it could make even a dead man shiver. Well, these are actions preceeding the one in school.

Once I reach that place, the so-called temple of education, feelings changed suddenly. Then there is fear factor. Home-works, assignments, class-tests and then the father of every fear...EXAMS. But these are something which no one can get rid of provided that you are a serious with your studies. Everyone has to face this once in a life time untill he gets of there.
But what I am talking here is not about those usual things mentioned above. But those which were peculiar and concerning only me.

And one of those peculiar things was my Friends-circle. They were very less because I was very retricted in my societal approach. Actually, I was an "introvert" since the day when i didnt know the meaning of that word. So I kept myself away from everyone. So the Life was very simple...go to school...then tuition and then back to home. My day ended there. And now when i compare those days with the present...they are altogether very different. Well, thats not in question here.

Another peculiar-to-me sort of a thing was "girls". Well ! for me girls were like slugs--they probably serve some purpose, but it was hard to imagine what. Least interested in talking to them. Always maintained a minimum distance.

OK, all these well and fine. But the question which troubles me is-- what did i learn in school??? I went to school, but never learned what I wanted to know. This makes me feel uncomfortable because of the fact that, I wasted my good 15 years...and in the end when i passed out, am like a clean slate as I was before joining the school.

WHAT DID YOU LEARN IN SCHOOL??? THINK OVER IT !

"I hate to think that all my past experiences will someday become stories with no point." So to make some "point"...this post is here.