My Journey - A Left Right Left Story

VIII

26th January, 2006.

Let the fun begin.

And the fun did begin.

Pagalpanti, uske alwa aur koi word nahi hai mere pass current situation ko explain karne ke liye. B.C. aur Mucchad ke absence ka hum sab ne khul kar faydaa utha rahe the. 

I mean Suriji had to propose to Lolita Ma'am, Rajveer Sir had to recount his first date, Shalini Ma'am recounted her modelling days and the best Lolita ma'am had to sing with a cloth pin on her nose, etc., etc.

By God, Lolita Ma'am ke performance par toh hum sab haas - haas kar zameen par lot rahe the (ROFL).

 Par aisa nahi hai ki hume aisa kuch nahi mila. 

Aarnav had to tap dance, Ali had to tell us in which subject he had failed and why (first standard art class, because he didn't know how to draw a mermaid), Pooja had to sing a song from the 80's, Shenaaz had to reenact her part in her sixth standard play, etc., etc.

Like I said pagalpanti, we are acting like 5 year olds on a sugar rush.

Hum Huda ke belly dancing ke atempt par haas hi rahe the ki....

B.C. : Yeh kya ho raha hai yaahan ?

Rajveer Sir (flustered but still trying to save everyone's ass) : Sir hum sab bas truth or dare khel rahe the.

B.C. : Wo toh bottle ke saath khelte hai na ?

Rajveer Sir : Haan par woh hum itne hai ki chit system sounded better.

B.C. :  Great toh agla chit main nikalunga.

Rajveer Sir : Of course Sir, agla chit aap...... Kya ?

B.C. : Is there a problem Captain ?

Rajveer Sir : No Sir.

Shalini Ma'am just silently handed the bowl to Rajveer Sir who just as silently handed it to B.C. and sat down in his place.

We all were just to shocked to react.

B.C. (unfolding his chit) : So Cadet Aalekh, truth or dare ?

Aalekh (completely disintrested) : Dare.

B.C. : Kisi bhi Cadet ke saath aap apne socks exchange karey.

Aalekh ne meri taraf dekha aur hum simultaneously apne jute kholne lage. Socks exchange kiye aur apne jute waapas se pehen liye. Yep no one was expecting us to do that. But, what the hell, Aalekh mera buddy hai and they should really get used to us sticking up for each other.

Yudi (trying to divert the attention) : Umm... Meri baari. Ritu Ma'am, truth or dare ?

Dr. Mishra : Dare.

Yudi : Why don't you show us the last video you saw on the internet.

Dr. Mishra (trying to hide her absolutely creepy smile with enthusiasm) : Sure Cadet. Main apna laptop laati hun agar aap ko projector set karna hai toh...

Mujhe unki smile bilkul bhi achi nahi lag rahi hai. Aur waise bhi kaunsi teacher apne students ke saath aisa kuch share karti hai. I mean isn't it personal. 

And man was she quick in getting her laptop. And she was even quicker in setting everything up and dimming the lights. Even B.C. were baffled by her eagerness.

And she immediately hit the play button,

(Disclaimer : I do not own this video. Its rights belongs to the artist, creators and publishers of this video. I do not mean to harm anyone's sentiment. If I have done this unknowingly please let me know.)

How on earth did she find that ‽ 

Dr. Mishra (trying to hide her smug smile with an innocent expression) : Cadet aap ne apne credentials mai yeh kyun nahi add kiya ? I mean participating in an All - India Kathak Dance Competition is a huge deal, right ?

Shalini Ma'am (absolutely gushing) : Wow Naina, that was beautiful. Please tell me ki tum competition mai first aayi.

Suriji (sensing Naina's discomfort) : Aaji, kyun nahi aayegi first ? Bacchi itne aacha kaam kiya hai. Putar bohot acche.

Lolita Ma'am (somewhat proud and impressed) : Khub bhalo Cadet khub bhalo.

With that the dam was opened. Almost all the girls were gushing over me while the guys were complementing me. Even Rajveer Sir and B.C. looked impressed.

Par Dr. Mishra did not look happy with everyone's reaction, jesse ki unka koi plan backfire ho gaya ho. Flag hoisting ke waqt bhi unke chere par essa sa hi expression tha.

Aalekh (whispering so that only Naina could hear) : Tu thik hai na. Tera chera ek dum tamatar ke maafiq ho rey raha hai.

Naina (same tone as him) : Main thik hun. Dr. Mishra thik rahi gi ya nahi yeh mujhe nahi pata.

Rajveer Sir (trying to salvage the situation) : Ab meri baari hai, right ? Right.

Aur esse hi humne kuch rounds aur khelte chale. Luckily mera naam ab tak kissi ne bhi nahi nikala. 

Dr. Mishra (reading her chit) : Cadet Singh, truth or dare ?

I just love jinxing my self, don't I ?

Naina : Dare.

Dr. Mishra (gleefully) : Kyun na aap mere choose kiye hue gaane par hum sab ko apne skills show off karti ? 

Naina (almost sassily) : Uniform mai ?

Dr. Mishra : Absolutely. Dil Toh Pagal Hai ki instrumental melody is okay ? 

Naina (with a tight smile) : Absolutely.

Thank God. Iss track parmain pehle bhi perform kar chuki hun, toh at least mujhe on the spot toh kuch nahi choreograph karna padega. 

I just pull the piece in front of my mind and let the music fill my senses.

(Disclaimer : I do not own this video. Its rights belongs to the artist, creators and publishers of this video. I do not mean to harm anyone's sentiment. If I have done this unknowingly please let me know.)

(Note : Just visualize Priyanka Bassi in Naina's drill uniform performing this.)

Performance end hone par everyone gave a huge standing ovation but it was different.

I mean mujhe almost har publicly performed piece ke baad ek standing ovation milli hai. Par iss baar wo sense of pride and achivement and happiness is just not there.

Essa lag raha tha jesse ki first place jitne waala performance karege bhi main diqualify ho gayi hun.

And I knew exactly the reason why.

Dr. Ritu Mishra.

Unki wo infuriating smile se le kar wo mocking clap mujhe gussa dilla rahi thi.

Iss aurat ki problem kya hai ? Pehle din se yeh mere piche haath - pair dho kar padi hai.

Zindaagi mai kabhi main ne isse pehle dekha nahi, aur yeh pata nahi kaunse janam ki khundas mujh par nikal rahi hai.

Kuch toh karna padega.

Naina Singh Suryavanshi se panga lena ka matlab inko samjhana padega.

Par kesse ???