Sanskrit
Sanskrit I was in Std Vth, when I was first introduced to our ancient-classical language ‘Sanskrit’.As a toddler who already had lots of woes around him, one more subject increased my
enmity towards studies. Sanskrit for me was a collection of Panchtantra stories, Verses
from Geeta, Poems and the famous four (Dhatu, Lakar, Karak, sandhi-sandhi viched).
How about a visit to my old schooldays once again!!!
Class VII ‘B’. (‘B’ bole tho Bindass)
As usual my class is all messy, looks more like a fish market. A period straight after lunch
means time for some fun and sleep. Pretty looking gals are discussing something seriously.
Boys will always think that they are discussing about studies, but only God knows (I doubt)
what they are discussing. As usual, boys are creating havoc and are running all over the
place in their half pants.
Manish, our CR (‘siyar’) is standing near the blackboard with a chalk in his hand. He is writing down names of students who are the creating noise pollution.
“Hay, Karthik…keep quiet else I will write down your name”
“Who cares...?”
“I will tell this to sir…..”
“Yah...Yah go ahead…” I love pulling his legs. I know he will never write my name.
He is my best friend.
“Sanskrit sir “shouting like a PA system, one of the toddler rushes into the class.
The black board is full of names. Manish quickly rubs all the names and gets back to his seat.
‘We love you Manish’
“Namskaar Sriman ji”
“Namskar, Upvishanthu”
Jha Sir (a.k.a Jaadu) – I don’t like him much. The fact is I am not that good in Sanskrit.
And when it comes to Sanskrit, Swati is a Sanskrit Pundit (punditayin) and she always scores 100. Jha sir is smart, young and always well dressed. The only problem is that he is a bit short tempered. Man!!! I am afraid of him.
“Open your books, chapter 19 ……… Ashish start reading the verses”.
Ashish, is the only fella in the whole class who really knows Sanskrit. Sanskrit is the only subject in which he gets passing marks. Whenever he reads ‘shlokas’, it looks as if someone is playing an old Mahabharat cassette. For us it’s like a lullaby and half the class starts yawning by the time he finish reading.
Open -Cassette –Start
“Mannina valleyum…valleyenn manni
Mannina valleyen…vibhathi karah….
Kavinach vibhu…vibhunach kavi…
Kavinnna …vibhunaach…vbhathi sabah….”
-Stop-
“Okay, Ashish sit down. Guys, pay attention to this chapter, it will be coming in your unit test. In these lines the poet tries to………...” and here comes a Nuke missile………swiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg trrrrrrraaaaaaaaapppppp.
Target destroyed. Only one casualty and this time its Sneha. I thought it was coming towards me. Thank God!!!
“Sneha !!! Stand up”
Poor gal…..Jha sir won’t even allow her to sleep. Forgot to tell, Sneha is the most beautiful gal in my class..
“I hate students sleeping in my class. What you were doing last night?? Huh !!”
“Sir...Sir…I was watching movie”.
“Which one??”
“Sir, Yes Boss”
Hush..hush..”She saw Yes Boss. Got released yesterday only.”
Hush…hush..”Man, I love Sharukh khan.. I want to watch this one, but my parents won’t take me to theatre”
Hush…Hush..”Poor sneha … Its’ shahrukhs’ mistake…”
“Yes Boss…huh…Okay tell me how many songs are there in that movie?”
She stares at him and then hesitates a bit….she takes some time to count, “Six”
“SIX !!! Can u recollect the songs?”
“Yah…Main koi aisa geet gaon and ….jaata hai tu kahan…then…chand tare todd laon….and ..suniye tho….then…..ek din aap humko yoon mil jayenge…And…..Choodi baji hai….”.
100/100 . Man she is really good. Even Jha sir is impressed.
“Hmm ..Well done Sneha… now Can you please recite any five verses from Sanskrit?”
Oh God…not again…..She stands there wondering what to do. It’s not her mistake that Shahrukh is more handsome than Jha sir or Ashish. Poor gal...my sympathies are with you.
“GET OUT of my class….”And there she goes the prettiest gal in my class.
And what the … “Sir, I can recite all the verses that you have taught us…..”, Swati shoots up her hand.She is crazy. Who asked her to recite verses? Over smart. Man !! She is over smart.
“Did I ask you?? “
-Pin drop silence-
I can see her face becoming red. I can see tears in her eyes……..YESSSSSSS!!!!!A perfect day for me….
“Now pay attention, else I will send all of you outside”.
Wicked me..Wants to go out now. Sneha is standing out there. All alone!!! ;)
Sanskrit I was in Std Vth, when I was first introduced to our ancient-classical language ‘Sanskrit’.As a toddler who already had lots of woes around him, one more subject increased my
enmity towards studies. Sanskrit for me was a collection of Panchtantra stories, Verses
from Geeta, Poems and the famous four (Dhatu, Lakar, Karak, sandhi-sandhi viched).
How about a visit to my old schooldays once again!!!
Class VII ‘B’. (‘B’ bole tho Bindass)
As usual my class is all messy, looks more like a fish market. A period straight after lunch
means time for some fun and sleep. Pretty looking gals are discussing something seriously.
Boys will always think that they are discussing about studies, but only God knows (I doubt)
what they are discussing. As usual, boys are creating havoc and are running all over the
place in their half pants.
Manish, our CR (‘siyar’) is standing near the blackboard with a chalk in his hand. He is writing down names of students who are the creating noise pollution.
“Hay, Karthik…keep quiet else I will write down your name”
“Who cares...?”
“I will tell this to sir…..”
“Yah...Yah go ahead…” I love pulling his legs. I know he will never write my name.
He is my best friend.
“Sanskrit sir “shouting like a PA system, one of the toddler rushes into the class.
The black board is full of names. Manish quickly rubs all the names and gets back to his seat.
‘We love you Manish’
“Namskaar Sriman ji”
“Namskar, Upvishanthu”
Jha Sir (a.k.a Jaadu) – I don’t like him much. The fact is I am not that good in Sanskrit.
And when it comes to Sanskrit, Swati is a Sanskrit Pundit (punditayin) and she always scores 100. Jha sir is smart, young and always well dressed. The only problem is that he is a bit short tempered. Man!!! I am afraid of him.
“Open your books, chapter 19 ……… Ashish start reading the verses”.
Ashish, is the only fella in the whole class who really knows Sanskrit. Sanskrit is the only subject in which he gets passing marks. Whenever he reads ‘shlokas’, it looks as if someone is playing an old Mahabharat cassette. For us it’s like a lullaby and half the class starts yawning by the time he finish reading.
Open -Cassette –Start
“Mannina valleyum…valleyenn manni
Mannina valleyen…vibhathi karah….
Kavinach vibhu…vibhunach kavi…
Kavinnna …vibhunaach…vbhathi sabah….”
-Stop-
“Okay, Ashish sit down. Guys, pay attention to this chapter, it will be coming in your unit test. In these lines the poet tries to………...” and here comes a Nuke missile………swiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg trrrrrrraaaaaaaaapppppp.
Target destroyed. Only one casualty and this time its Sneha. I thought it was coming towards me. Thank God!!!
“Sneha !!! Stand up”
Poor gal…..Jha sir won’t even allow her to sleep. Forgot to tell, Sneha is the most beautiful gal in my class..
“I hate students sleeping in my class. What you were doing last night?? Huh !!”
“Sir...Sir…I was watching movie”.
“Which one??”
“Sir, Yes Boss”
Hush..hush..”She saw Yes Boss. Got released yesterday only.”
Hush…hush..”Man, I love Sharukh khan.. I want to watch this one, but my parents won’t take me to theatre”
Hush…Hush..”Poor sneha … Its’ shahrukhs’ mistake…”
“Yes Boss…huh…Okay tell me how many songs are there in that movie?”
She stares at him and then hesitates a bit….she takes some time to count, “Six”
“SIX !!! Can u recollect the songs?”
“Yah…Main koi aisa geet gaon and ….jaata hai tu kahan…then…chand tare todd laon….and ..suniye tho….then…..ek din aap humko yoon mil jayenge…And…..Choodi baji hai….”.
100/100 . Man she is really good. Even Jha sir is impressed.
“Hmm ..Well done Sneha… now Can you please recite any five verses from Sanskrit?”
Oh God…not again…..She stands there wondering what to do. It’s not her mistake that Shahrukh is more handsome than Jha sir or Ashish. Poor gal...my sympathies are with you.
“GET OUT of my class….”And there she goes the prettiest gal in my class.
And what the … “Sir, I can recite all the verses that you have taught us…..”, Swati shoots up her hand.She is crazy. Who asked her to recite verses? Over smart. Man !! She is over smart.
“Did I ask you?? “
-Pin drop silence-
I can see her face becoming red. I can see tears in her eyes……..YESSSSSSS!!!!!A perfect day for me….
“Now pay attention, else I will send all of you outside”.
Wicked me..Wants to go out now. Sneha is standing out there. All alone!!! ;)
