The Farewell

The day finally after 12 years of schooling [2 in bombay 8 in dubai and 6 in cal]...i was out of school for good....well until my results came out but i did pass so kiss my ass.....anyways the last day of school [unofficially] was the day before our ISC exams began........so all i thought was of havin fun and all....but some teachers came 2 ruin the party and started teachin.....damn em
me classmates tried their level best 2 persuade em 2 stop but they wouldnt listen so it was time or our weapons....the greatest of em was....ignorin the teachers completely.......but alas it didnt work and they went on teachin coz of a couple of assholes who sat right in front and would nod their heads for no reason....[partho..........ass]......then the last couple of periods started...and our giddiness came out all us class 12 A and B boys ran out and didnt care bout teachin
i remember one incident where some 12 A boys were catchin hold of any class 12 student and like 15-20 of em would pile on that one bloke.....and these guys were really nice though they would amke sure that nothin could harm or nothin could break........when they piled on me one of em asked for me glasses and watch......THEN THEY PILED ON ME................
some parents were like "eiiiiiiiii chele school e pore?.....eei chelera toh goonda lok"[cut me some slack me bengali aint great but u know what i mean]
the things didnt end there u know the normal rituals of rippin the shirt and writin stuff on the shirt went on also......
i went home with half of me shirt on me ,1/4th in me bag ....1/4th in someone else's hand...also the assholes ripped me vest ...i looked like a cheap student who didnt have cash 2 buy proper clothes and i had 2 walk like 1/2 a mile 2 get 2 my house...........damn

OFFICIAL EXIT
our official exit came on the 2nd last day of ISC thats the day of the 2nd language exams....[mamata di had kicked all the computer science students ass's coz of her bandh we got our tests postponed].......and we were like scolded from the morning be4 we went 2 the exam hall by teachers "DONT LEAVE THE HALL FAST...DONT DO NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
we were like fine fine we dont wanna go before we break some furniture and all......
even before our "last" exam togethere began....we were all ready for a riot....as soon as we got a glimspe of the invigilators we all started clappin like hell.....teachers came 2 calm us down .........scared ass's there........and when the exam got over .........then the real shitness started
WE WERE MADE 2 SIT IN OUR SEATS
NO MOVIN BOUT AND ALL..... ALTHOUGH I DID MOVE ABOUT...BUT WAS PUT IN ME PLACE........then they started handin us out some napkins....
all of us were like "hey cool at least our school did give us something ....the cheap bastar**".........then our oh so new princi came and gave us a borin half arsed speech...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
then came all the office staff and started servin us food packets......[ok that was nice though]....and finnaly the worst bit came our teacher personally gave us goin away cards......which were 4*4 cm cards on which was written
"No matter if u stand on cactus
AIM FOR THE STARS"
then came the best bit
while we were seated a peon came around and handed us some tissues
since we are assholes and rascals some of the guys started clapping and cheering
"aaeee at least school napkin diya......
yay....napkin de deeees hai....."
which was again met with another strict disciplinarian speech by the "new princi"...who was the old princi of the girls school.....oh yeah we did get a box o food....chinese that is.....so i cldnt complain.....fried rice and chikcen manchurian....of course the typical gujjus and veges complained.....they did get their boxes changed for a vege one.....but come on who likes vege food?

back to the speech which didnt make sense....and oh yeah the "personal" bit was that each card had out names written on it means that some ass teachers pet did that part.......heres lookin at u again partho.......who dont u just burn and rot in hell.......no hell is a good place 2 be actually rot in a place where there are no teachers ......oh yeah thats torture for u asshole