This guy has written a story about me, so, I guess it is customary to return the favor. So...where to start? I'll assume you recall me stumbling into class for the first time et cetera, et cetera. The first time I talked to him was probably in the third period of my first day, predictably, … Continue reading MY TRYST WITH HINDU SCHOOL-THE STORY OF RISHI V.
I hadn't really noticed 'til the second term of tenth grade. Every little thing that took place in the school, he knew about it. Students having pizza delivered to school or students bringing phones to school…he knew. He was all seeing, all knowing, but, he never told on us. He had the ultimate leverage, but … Continue reading MY TRYST WITH HINDU SCHOOL (Part Two): THE ALL KNOWING ONE
If I recall correctly (note my perfect memory and my egoistic statements), I joined The Hindu Senior Secondary School after writing (and acing) the entrance examination, and my first day was the 4th of April. I showed up at school unusually early, at around 8, and walked into the designated classroom (all new students to … Continue reading MY TRYST WITH HINDU SCHOOL : PART ONE