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Thursday, December 21, 2006

We shall overcome - Part 2

(Continued from previous post)

The scores were out, A total of 35 questions were asked the best was 33 correct and the worst was 4 correct answers, “who has got 4 points?” Paranjape teacher roared, Anything but 4, I was praying to all the Gods I knew. With some trepidation I looked at my answer sheet , it said 4 and as if I could not read numbers some smartass wrote it in words too, I was starting to raise my hand when I saw that the barrage had already begun on somebody else... It was Chinar Samant, we were jointly on last place, looks like there is always room at the bottom. I looked at him and we managed a smile. (hey everybody else was laughing too)

Now, I will try to translate as close to possible from Marathi, Paranjape teacher said something like this “Idiots, Morons, you worthless buffoons, round stones from the bottom of the Narmada River. Look at you; shame, shame, shame, shame. Look at you. All this time and money has gone to waste. It’s a shame your parents don’t know what you are doing in class here, its pathetic, 4 right answers? How did you even get those many right, save us the trouble and tell me how you cheated. Kids like you don’t study at all, they just start going down the drain and become the scum of society. Lethargic morons like you become alcoholic and drug addicts and the ruin their lives and are never successful…. Remember my words LETHARGIC, UNSUCESSFUL ALCOHOLIC AND DRUG ADDICTS Yes you you lethargic idiots... just go home…. Leave… class dismissed”, so ended that Sunday evening, I remember is was overcast, atleast that’s how I remember it to be. Now you are probably asking one question and the answer is Yes, all this for some multiplication tables.

Now you would expect this to have caused some profound influence on both of us and we went on to secure the scholarship and became super scholars. Not really, things just went back to normal on the next weekend I was back to being the gentleman and life moved on. We never got remotely close to the scholarship. Sometimes I ask myself as to why she had to say such mean things to two little kids who did not study for a lousy test. Maybe it was just her style maybe she realized that we were really idiots or maybe she saw the potential for gross incompetence within us or maybe something else, we will never know.

After so many years, Chinar and I still fondly remember that great Paranjape teacher monologue, mostly the four key words unsuccessful, lethargic, alcoholics and drug addicts. And a smile comes to our faces when we think to ourselves that only if we can land decent jobs and if I get rid of this cocaine addiction and Chinar can cure his craving for whiskey, once and for all we can prove Paranjape teacher wrong. For deep in my heart I know that one day we shall …… we shall overcome.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

We shall overcome - Part 1

Now let me confess upfront that I sucked really bad at mathematics in high school. I mean I could barely keep up with the school but the extra curricular stuff really got on my nerves. Peer pressure, my brother's academic exploits and my parents made me do things I wouldn’t have done normally tried, and before I could realize I was sitting in a crowed room in a building about 5 minute walk from my home., it was the dreaded “Paranjape teacher’s scholarship class”

I was in seventh grade studying for what is called the scholarship exam. In the same room were kids like Sudeep Achalia, Abhay Paranjape, Subhashree Gaonkar, Priyank Patwa, Sonali Kulkarni, Gayatri Ratnaparkhi. In that little room intelligent kids were as common as hippies and rich people at whole foods. Yet the average IQ level in the room was lower than expected and it was primarily due to me. So I did the best I could, sat way back in the room and tried not get in the way of anybody else. My attempts at understanding didn’t pay any dividends and the result was that I was the quietest guy in class. For some reason Paranjape teacher mistook my dumbness for a certain “class” and I was christened “the gentleman” of the class.

One day we had a test and this one was for multiplication tables , we were asked to learn tables till 20, i.e. from 1*1 to 20*12. Now I really don’t see the reason to learn from 11 to 20 cause you can just calculate it when you need to. Anyways I was pretty confident of my skills with the tables from 1 to 10 and also about addition so I figured I would enjoy the sweet childhood moments and not study for this test, The day of the test arrived, As I ambled to the class I met other students in the corridor ,they were having a mock exam of their own !!!! Abhay asked “18*8 is equal to whatt..”, “144” Sudeep said before Abhay could finish , then Sudeep charged “17 times 11” “187” fired back Abhay. I started to freeze with fear.

The test began, as any sane person would expect from another sane individual I was hoping for a written questionnaire, However as I sat down expecting to get the paper I was told “she will be dictating the questions” , Fair enough but she will give us time to think I thought . She started “one 17*7 “….ok 7*7=49 so carry 4 … “two 19*8”…. Wow hey we need some time here .., ok so carry 4 and...”14*12” … but I ….”13*9”….. I need to breathe…”12*9” … I am dead!...”7*7” .. Wait I know this it’s…”18*3” ……. I don’t really know what happened for the next 5 minutes, the questions kept coming at me like a rain of needles. I tried scribbling something her final statement brought me back , ok “last one ... bonus question: 19*17” and you for this you will get slightly more time ….. ok done , swap your answer sheets. Now with bated breath I waited for the score......

(To be continued )
(Thanks to Sudeep for valuable information. When contacted Abhay Paranjape did not respond to the author’s repeated requests for information. Sources confirmed he was seen partying on the streets of Boise, Idaho with his best buddy Anish)

Thursday, December 07, 2006

O Jerusalem

Last week I finished reading the book titled "o Jerusalem", it is one of the most facinating books on middle east history. The events leading to the formation of Israel and the related issues are well described with accounts from all the key players. One of the best points is that its an unbiased look at the events.

An excellent book if you want to know the issues behind todays middle east conflict. Its a bit long, but well worth it ! The story ends at the first ceasefire between Israel and the Arab states, I have started looking for good books on the six day war. The authors Larry Collins and Dominique Lapierre have a few other books which I feel will be well worth the while; one of them being Freedom at midnight ( about India).

Monday, December 04, 2006

Domani :

Got this song from my cousin Mandar , Loved the song, I think one of Kishore Kumars song was based on this tune.

To listen to a part of it go
http://shopping.yahoo.com/p:Eh%20Cumpari:1921494955

Click on Domani

Lyrics :

Maybe you'll fall in love with me Domani
Maybe tomorrow night the sun will shine
I'll change my name from Johnny to Giavonni
If you will say Domani, you'll be mine

Come to me, Senorina from Italy
Hear my plea and I'll hire the hall
All your Uncles and Aunts
And Ma and Pa and your Paisani
They all agree that we should wed Domani

You are so super duper bravissimo
Don't say no or my poor heart you'll break
'Cause your Uncles and Aunts
Aand your Ma and Pa and your Paisani
They all agree that we should wed, Domani