Showing posts with label breaks and tiffins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breaks and tiffins. Show all posts

Wednesday, 6 November 2019

Memoirs of our school Breaks

During our school days, we had two short breaks and one tiffin break that we eagerly looked forward to. The first break came after the second period in the morning, and the second one followed the seventh period, just before the final class of the day. Each break lasted around 10 minutes—brief but always refreshing and much needed.

 The first break was often a lifesaver, especially for completing last-minute homework that could be checked in the third or fourth period. But beyond academics, these breaks were a playground for mischief and bonding. The real charm lay in:

  • Sharing jokes—ranging from silly to wildly inappropriate—with close friends.
  • Catching up with friends from other sections.
  • Sneaking in comic books, despite school rules strictly forbidding them.
  • Gossiping about teachers and inventing hilarious nicknames or impersonations.
  • Peeking through classroom windows to spy on others.
  • Chatting with school peons and playfully teasing them.

Our peons (office boys)  were quite the characters: Satyanarayan (a notorious troublemaker), PandeyShaw JiSuraj, and Kishori Lal—each with their own quirks and stories.

The second break was even more action-packed. It was our time to:

  • Play cricket or other games right inside the classroom.
  • Aim chalk pieces at students sipping tea and munching toast at Sheetal Toast—a legendary snack shop. The toast was unforgettable, and even today, I make it a point to visit whenever I’m nearby. His son runs the shop now and still remembers me fondly.
  • Occasionally, we’d hurl random abuses—just for laughs.
  • Dance in the classroom, using our mouths for music and benches for drums. One of our classmates would mimic Madhuri Dixit from Saajan, or Shilpa Shirodkar dancing in the rain (Kehni thi ek baat...), while another friend would grab him like Mithun Chakraborty in full dramatic flair.
  • Sing together—4 or 5 boys belting out classics like Aane Se Uske Aaye Bahaar from Jeene Ki Raah. Though the song was from an earlier era, it was still a hit in the 1980s and 1990s.

This break was also notorious for settling scores. If someone had complained about us to a teacher, this was the time for revenge. From Class V to VIII, our monitors, prefects, and captains were often the party poopers—trying to enforce discipline and spoil our fun. Some of them were truly annoying. I still remember their names, but now they seem like elder brothers, and I can’t bring myself to curse them anymore.

By Class IX and X, we had become fearless. No prefect or captain dared to challenge us.

From Class V to VIII, the last period was usually reserved for additional subjects like General Knowledge or Moral Science. Since marks weren’t counted, teachers rarely taught seriously. But after 1994, the rules changed—if someone scored above 34, the marks would be added, which made things a bit more serious.

In Classes IX and X, the final periods became important—subjects like Hindi, History, Bookkeeping, and Additional Mathematics demanded our full attention. And yes, we did study seriously.

Even today, I miss those breaks deeply.
Do you?


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A Poem on Bhasha

 The Poem is written by Dr. Ram Prahlad Choudhary, one of the ex- Teachers of Tantia High School. Hope you will like it.