I was the one who locked the door after checking no one else was in the room, the area restricted to my line of sight. And the worst part is, we didn’t even realise it until two teachers told us off about it. We were descending the stairs, and there comes the witch, puffing with anger, and screamed at us about why have we locked our friend in our room. We assumed she must have mistaken us for some other group and walked along, feeling nothing but joy. That’s when another teacher, a PTI teacher who we all considered to be sane, came up and told us the same thing she did.
Now, we panicked. We were all here, who did we lock in? Each of us looked at another and as the conclusion dawned on us, we screamed in unison, ‘Shripali!’ and we ran to the reception. I took the key and made my way upstairs and was tugging the key into the wretched keyhole which just wouldn’t accept it when another teacher came up and asked me what I was doing. Her face was writ with incredulity as I told her why I was there. She said you are on the wrong floor, as she slapped her forehead. Hands down, one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. So I went up and unlocked our door, and out came Shripali, teary-eyed, asking for phone numbers of those of us who had brought cell phones to the tour!
After the tour, after sharing a room and clothes and secrets, school became much more fun.
How one day, we had played Holi, as I remember that day was the last day of school before summer break, grade 8. Holi is the festival of colours, but we played it with water, and we drenched each other, the whole class in water. There was no teacher in the class and it was like monsters let out in open. It was one of the craziest days in our school life. We wasted a lot of water and I’m not proud of it but it was fun, really fun, guilty as charged.
Thinking about those days, I remember the time we all stuck up for each other because ours was easily the naughtiest class in the school and teachers hated us. We were sent down to the witch’s(no other word comes to mind) office almost every day. It became such a routine that even she was bored with us coming down but she never spared us.
What is that one memory that jogs back to your mind when you meet up with the best of your friends and have the time of your life that brought you all together?
Amidst the cluster of reality shows like Roadies and Big Boss, ZEE TV is coming up with this light-headed, fun-filled show testing and teasing Celebrity friendships and providing a good laugh to the viewers.
I never had a regular gang but recalling fun with friends always brings smile on the face. Nice share keep writing 🙂
Thank you for the fun look into an enjoyable friendship, and indelible memory.
+ Radhika Mundra.
Great story. Sound like a fun group of Friend's . Thank's for sharing and for the memory's of School day's. Tc. :))
I was never really a group person Radhika. I am a bit introverted…sounds though like you've been enjoying to the fullest your hey days…lovely post…
Thanks, Yogiraj! Glad you enjoyed reading! 😀
Thank you, Elizabeth for reading and enjoying! xx
Trust me, Esther, I have never been a group person but this just happened although it doesn't affect my behavior towards people who aren't in the group. These memories are not restricted to groups! 😀
I'm so glad you enjoyed reading, Christine! Have a great week! 🙂
It doesn't matter if you did or did not belong to a group, Corinne. I'm sure you made some pretty cool friends along the way! You can always reconnect with them, I did too, with the group of my previous school, through Facebook! Pretty fun!
I didn't really belong to a group in school, having moved every two years to a different city. But your post reminds me of my college group. It's sad that after many years we drifted apart.
Friends like that are so good to have. I had a gang of friends too but some are close 🙂
Life moments spent with frienfs are really most beautiful span of life travel. It really does not requires much efforts to create such memories. Nice blog.
Life moments spent with frienfs are really most beautiful span of life travel. It really does not requires much efforts to create such memories. Nice blog.
Moments like this makes memories worth for a lifetime. Cheers to life, friendship and you…
Was never really part of a particular group but you sounded like you had a whole lot of fun there! What I have found is that catching up with friends much later on in life, I am still amazed how despite being older and more experienced, we are all essentially still the same. Or maybe we somehow refuse to see the changes, though, its the fact that people say to each other at reunions, with alarming regularity, "…you haven't changed a bit!" Thanks for your post!