Reminiscence

Lot of thoughts bouncing in my brains from the past month, n to be very honest, there were lots of things to write and spill them here on my page, but just cudn't find the right time and the right momentum to write.

Who's the Baby

The four months of the 2009 have gone by faster than the speed " Aaj Tak " claim to have honestly.. The month of march was nice, with my sis n her baby boy visiting us. This was the first time I actually spent time with a guy, less than 2ft tall and 4 months old.

It was one of kind experience honestly. Babies are babies really. I know it was one of the lamest expressions i summed up the whole thing in, but seriously.. The word ' baby ' means something more than what we actually make out of it. Not that i went thru the whole experience of being with babies, I just skimmed thru the best part of being with babies. i.e. play with them. leaving out all the nitty gritty's for my sis n mum.

Before this, I actually didn't know how to be with babies who just cannot talk, who can just smile, pee all over only all the time, and laugh n cry for god know's what reasons. They are just full of expressions, n mind you Honest expressions. Till the time babies cannot speak, you'll just have to try and do whatever you have in your locker to make them laugh. Its like picking locks.. You just try different combinations until you find the right one. But when you pick the lock, their ingenuous smile can make your day. Their cute ( for which you made god know's how many faces ) and candid expressions are sure to bring a smile on your face, no matter what mood you are in. Its like, if a baby smiles, you'll smile for sure.

PTA

Ok, coming out of the baby topic, first i'll write the build up to what i'm going to write.. My primary school is just infront of my house. I cross its gate everyday when i goto work n sometimes i look past the gate to see how the school looks now, try to sharpen the faded images in my mind. Last week I was walking past the gate, n I saw something familiar and something which we all go thru in school life.. Parents Teacher Meeting. I saw lot of parents outside the school and there were quite a few kinds of kids in the whole bunch.
I'll write more clearly..
Kids are of several kinds which define the way they behave and react, when they come with their parents to a parents teacher meeting.

1. The nerdy ones..
These little snots have pride written all over them. They are as proud as probably vinod kambli in a least hair on head competition. They walk proudly with their parents and mind you, pride is not limited to them only, even their parents walk as if walking on a red carpet on an Oscar Night.

2. Then they are the cool dudes, who score good, who always get " Work Hard, Can do better " on their report cards and don't give a shit about the PTA meeting. They are just happy that its a holiday and want everything to get over soon.

3. Then come the first bencher females who rubbed their asses all year long to become the teacher's favorite, n end up becoming the ' Prefect ' of the class, n bullshitting your brains the next year, and you say to yourself, here we go again. One more chamchi teacher ki .

4. Then is the turn of the mean rascals who have their names in every misdeed encountered in the class. These dudes can be spotted very easily you know. Untidy hair, always something wrong with their uniforms, their parents ranting at them after the meeting. These ones just don't want to go the meeting, inspite of the fact that, they have a Red Note in their diaries " I want to see your mother at the PTA meeting " by their teacher.

The whole scene is a mixed bag of emotions I tell you. I stood there for 5-10 min and noticed some stereotypes which are n will always be there in a PTA meeting.

N am sure, everybody knows in which category one falls, So lets keep it to ourselves ;-)