As a matter of Fact......

After writing the Now that you know series….I still have the hang.. so here is the left out instances before and after on what happened on the D-Day!!!

Somewhere around 4 pm my mom got upset that I didn’t turn up. For in the morning I was so restless. She had felt something bad. I prayed for nearly 30 mins.!!! That was a shock. More to it, I called her and asked her to wish me and bless me.

Her worries started right from lunch time. For she had told me that, that afternoon she is going to make my favorites. I missed them. All I had was bread and Jam.

The most pitiful person in all that happened was Nal. She didn’t know anything. She was questioned and questioned and questioned…. How my dad and her dad found that it was we two who had gone together is a big question for which till now I don’t have an answer.

When we did that, we never knew that we are wrong. We did what we wanted to do. Had she not told me that stupid dream, even in my dream I would not have conceived the idea to run away. After so many years and after finishing the post, I think back the struggles the pain, the anxiety and the tears they would have shed for us.

My mom became sick. When I came back she didn’t speak to me for a week. Everyone near my place looked down at me. It was humiliating then. I was the darling of my place till then.

My H.M. was very upset. She spoke to me and Jose for nearly half – an hour. She too cried. That was one thing we never expected. Though I was naughty she always liked me for that. For all the mischief’s I was up to, if it had been any other student she would have taken serious steps.

When I won the Best All Round Performer Award that year during Parents Day celebration I got back all I had lost. I was overwhelmed so was my Mom, my Dad and my Sis.

Now that you all Know …. THE END

Though we rounded on Pondicherry, we had serious doubts on how long it would take. Whether we should take food for the travel or not. Never once it occurred to us about the monetary part!!! We even argued where to stay!!! I right from the start put my foot and said that it would be my aunt’s place else we are not leaving.

Saturdays were holidays for us at School. We cannot go on any other day but for Saturday and Sunday. I gave no qualms at my home. I told my mom on Friday that I had to overlook the dance program for the Parents Day. That was my reason and my mom bought it. I was under the constant scrutiny of my dad, so I reminded her about me going to school only after he left for office. Who else would know my shenanigans better than my dad?

On the contrary, she cannot say the same excuse to her mom. For her, she was going to one of our friend Nal’s house. She was offered to be dropped. Somehow she managed to come on her own.

All said and done we made it.

The D-Day : SATURDAY Time: 10.00 am Money in Hand: Rs. 100 + 100 !!!

My role as the leader of the two started once we met. We went to a Temple to seek Blessings. Though she was from another belief, the secularist in her followed me to temple. We prayed. We left our BSA bicycles at the stand and went to the Main Bus Stand.

We didn’t know where the Pondy bus Stops or Starts.

Time Keeper’s Office

Me: Uncle, my amma wants to know where we can board the Pondy Bus.

He: Huh! Go there ( he moved his hand and showed the place).

Me: Thanks Uncle

Me: Hey! Come. The bus is there

She: Ok. Come.

We got a comfortable seating. It was a 3 seater. I was kind enough to give her the Window seater.Then came the trouble. A family of 5 occupied near and behind us. All our way they spoke to us.

He Man: ( That is how he looked – Was sitting behind us) Bee do you want biscuit?

Me: No Uncle

He Man: For you dear?

She: No thanks Uncle.( We had told them that we were sisters) Amma has asked us not to eat outside.

Old Lady: Children, aren’t you afraid to travel alone?

Me: No Dhaddhi, we had even traveled in Flight up and down alone. You know, last summer we had been to S’pore!!! (I never knew that they were keeping us occupied and collecting details from us)

Conductor: Ticket dear for you two

She: 2 for Pondicherry

Me: Uncle 2 half Tickets

She: Yes. Yes. 2 half tickets.

The Bus Stand Came. Only then fear gripped me. I dunno how she felt. It was 7.00pm. Only then did it strike what I had done. All I knew was my aunt’s address. Didn’t know how to go from there. Right or Left. East or West. I was Blank.

They didn’t let us go. The He-Man family. His sister and his wife started talking to us. The Toddler was asleep in the old lady’s arms. He left us both with them and went somewhere. I saw him talking to somebody. He had actually spoken to them, had given his address had literally begged to take us with him. He didn't want us to let go like that.

I didn't know any of this. I nudged Jose and told her. If ever he tries to sell us or kidnap us, we will jump off. I will pinch you. Both of us will jump together and will run. We will somehow manage to go to my aunts place.

She: Ok. Fine. As you say. Am hungry.

Me: Don’t worry. Anyway they have to go home. Cannot be with us for long. I will get something for you.

He then hailed a taxi. The old lady should have heard our plan. She put us in the middle. She and her daughter sat either side of us.

After that what? Haan... he took us to his home. Gave us food. The funniest part is, they had non veg to give us. I sighed and said No. He went out and bought dosa for me.

He took my aunts address and left. Later I came to know that when he went, they were not there. He had left a message to their neighbor. My uncle and aunt came rushing. My aunt I think fainted seeing me there. More to it the Toddler was awake and I was playing.

After that… Nothing… Her parents came. My parents came. That was the first time ever I remember my Dad kicking me. Never knew he would dare enough play football with his girl as a Ball.

After a weeks time, I came back Home. To my Home Sweet Home.

On the second day before Jose left with her parents, we went to beach. We stood there. Holding Hands. Realising her early morning dream come true. I hoped that my father would put me in Karate Class...It is still a dream......

Now that you all Know ….Part - 3

A week after that incident, my science teachers girl, who was also my class mate spoke to me in a hush hush tone about a dream she had early in the morning. It was a Wednesday. And this is what happened.......

Well she dreamt that both of us were traveling all alone. She said that in her dreams she saw beach and rocks. And that we were standing there. I was stumped. What do I have to say?

Me: Are you sure it was me?

She: yes. Am damn sure.

Me: What do we do now? The dreams which you get in early hours would become true. Oh! God No. ( I was a biggie then)

She: Am afraid.

Me: ( I never said Me too though I was )… ummmm do one thing; don’t discuss this to anyone

She: Am sorry. I never knew that I would have such wild dreams. And put you also in deep trouble.

Me: Its okay. Lets see whats happening. Lets hope for the Best.

(Inside my mind: What will happen if this dream turns out to be true? I was bewildered.)

Later that day, the ASPL was taking his bicycle from the stand. No one was around. My time had come. May be that was what I thought. He didn’t notice me. I went and kicked him hard on his butt……

Phew! The boy fell down! I was overwhelmed with joy. Hastily he got up.

ASPL: Why did you do that?

Me: Hmmmm just like that…… Ha ha aaaaa

ASPL: Then, Fishk Fishk Fishk……… He moved his hands in the air and took the nerve out of me.. No. He didn’t hit me.

I was startled.

ASPL: This is Karate. One blow and you are off……He took his cycle and went.

SO that was it. How could he do that? That too to his senior. If he knows Karate, then I will also learn it.

I confronted my Dad. Asked him to put me in a Karate Class.

Dad: Who? You? You don’t want us to be alive? (I still remember the way he looked at me)

The whole of the following week was very pathetic for me. Just unbearable then. I cried. I begged. I protested. I hid his bike key. Tried to puncture the tyre when he started it with the second key. Went on a Fasting for 3 days. (My mom couldn’t bear it and she made me eat on the 3^rd day Night). Nothing changed him. The more troubles I gave more stubborn he was in his decision.

One thing he forgot. I was his daughter. I wanted him to succumb. It was my prestige which was squashed by that junior! Huh!

The next day was Thursday. I went early to school. She was there. We went to the school ground.

Me: I think your dream is gonna come true

She: Oh! No!! BTW how do you know it?

Me: If we plan well, Saturday would be the Day. We will have to start from home. We have no choices left with us

She: Ok. Fine. (Till date, I dunno why she said a Yes when she could have coolly said a No….)

ME: You said we were in a bus and you saw us standing in a beach and that there were rocks. Isn’t it? Madras has a beach. But I have not seen rocks. Do you know which place it was?

Me: Now don’t tell me that its at S’pore (it was S’pore again – I had a crush on S’pore. My neighbor was working there and his son had the latest electronics then)

She: I have seen beaches with rocks in Kerala.

Me: No way. We cannot go to Kerala.

She: Why?

Me: Do you know how long it would take to go to Kerala? BTW, I am a vegetarian, I cannot eat fish. I have heard that every food is served with fish.

She: No Idea, then.

We discussed going to Goa. But she was against it. Don’t you know that in the beaches of Goa no one would be dressed properly? I had to acknowledge. After all, she had been to Goa with her family for the previous summer.

That is when we rounded on Pondicherry.

S4n705h, I wanted to finish this but what to do man...Its becoming a Very loooooooooooooonggggggggg Post. Promise you Buddy. Tomorrow will be the last day for this.....

Now that you all Know ….Part - 2

My lies came to light when I Ran away.....So what happened? Why I ran away to Pondicherry?

You don't understand ? - its that you have not read the part 1. This is it!!!!

I would always be late to school. Not my fault. Dont you all by now know that my parents were away at Singapore? My Grand Ma who cooks slowly is not able to ready me so early….!!! On my way to school I never went to the Stadium to see people playing there!!!

Ok. Fine. Coming back to the post. As usual I went late….There was a practice in my school... (Hope they don’t have it even now) all the late comers to the school were made to wait outside the school gate... If a student is late more than 3 times in a month, he/she would be taken to the HM and they have to give their explanation and a parent signed letter to her.

The tree that I asked you to take note, had a big stone in its shade…The stone was flat on the top. A comfortable seater. I would sit there and sing all the prayer songs sung in the assembly.Have you ever been late to school? If not half of your life has been wasted…The joy of waiting outside and seeing others panic... Waw Waw Waw...I now curse myself for not having a photo of me sitting like that…

I enjoy watching the late comers... Some where first time late comers... some would have come with their parent… The school SPL after the assembly would come to the gate and would enquire. In the primary school the 5^th STD students are the Seniors. I was also her class mate and we were buddies. So she would take no notice of me and I would slip in the assembly line.

The scenario changed. One day she was on a leave. Incidentally my class miss was also on a leave that day. The ASPL (shucks yaar!!!), my junior he had a grudge against me... I tripped him once while he was playing football….I did that because he dashed my friend the day before…On that day he came to the gate to meet the late comers.

He had already noted that I had been late almost every day and he was unable to anything as SPL smiled for me and she let me go past him. It was his day anyway.

I was taken to the HM’s room. After seeing the parents and other later comers she saw me finally. He told her that I have been late for more than 3 days.

H.M.: Bee, now tell me why you are regularly irregular?

Me: I don’t have parents.

H.M.: What?

Me: I mean they are away at S’pore and my nanny finds it hard to ready me to school……

(What all stories I could give her with a small little ayyo paavam (How So Sad) face I gave her. More than she would have asked for)

After all those crap she let me go…That a junior making me to go and meet the HM was a sheer insult to my Prestige and Image. Incidentally I was the LDA ( Literary and Debating Association) secretary for the Primary School. If he had a post so do I!!! Huh!!!

A week after this incident, my science teachers girl, who was also my class mate spoke to me in a hush hush tone about a dream she had early in the morning. It is.......

To be continued....

Now that you all Know ….

That I Ran Away from my home sweet home like a Pepper…………I am gonna take you thru what happened before and after….I was in my 5th Std. then…One of my reasons for eloping was Karate…You all have read this letter... Now over to Flash Back

At a young age going to School was a burden for me. It has always been an unpleasant one…For me only the Saturdays and Sunday were heavenly… No need to see the HM ...No need to promise her that I will abide and obey the rules of School…

One fine day I was sent to my Head Mistress’s room. I should tell you how she looks. She was around 5’-0”. Round. Big Eyes. Pink in colour. With a pure white cassock.

H.M. Bee, do you know why you have been sent here to my room?
Me: Yes sister.
H.M.: Tell me. Why you did that?
Me. I didn’t do anything sister.
H.M.: I hate when kids lie. Tell.
Me: Even I hate when kids lie sister.
H.M.: What? Come again.
Me: Yes sister.
(I went out. Stood near her room entrance)
Me: May I come in Sister?
H.M.: She made a big face. When your class teacher told about you I didn’t believe a word of it. Sigh.
H.M.: I need to see your parents. Ask them to meet me tomorrow. Will you?
Me: Am afraid that isn’t possible sister.
H.M.: (She didn’t say anything but asked me why with her big eyes behind her big framed glasses)
Me: They are not here. It’s that my mom is in Singapore. My dad is working there.
(Ooopss.. I sighed in relief)
H.M.: Who is taking care of you?
Me: My old grand parents’ sister.
(After questioning me further for 15 – 20 mins, I thought she bought my story and let me go)

I have never asked or made my mom or dad come to school... They would be there only for the Parent Teacher Meeting and on parents Day…I was living with them only but for my School they were away in Singapore. You know when my mom came to know of this I thought I would be screwed up…She was happy and relieved. She encouraged me to maintain like that for a long time…




My lies came to light when I Ran away.....So what happened? Why I ran away to Pondicherry?

If Ekta Kapoor can do it ….Why not me? So more to be continued…

Arrey…It cannot be made available on a single post…Puleezzzzz Understand

Note: Well this is the Pic of my Primary School. Its taken from inside. Take a look at the Tree in the left side of the photo. The building seen across the road is the Junior School Building.Happy Kitten, the guy who is standing in front of the Y I dunno who he is.. This Pic I took it from my school website... Believe Me.. Am A Poor Innocent Girl!!!

What to Name this?

Even now I have difficulties in understanding Physics. Let me make it clear with you am not attending the Skool for the Old at Night. Talking about Physics gives me fond memories of my school days.

Only during Physics and Social Science period I did meditation. Some call this process as Sleeping! But for these 2 I was an outstanding student in all other subjects. I was always wanted by the next class teacher.

When I was in 3rd or 4th STD, I don’t remember exactly, my English Miss Mrs. Wilma Almeida gave us lessons on Tense. But at the end of the class she was more tensed than ever. After teaching us we were asked to write the examples in our notebook. I had a forlorn look and was looking at her. She was very amused to see me like this.


That’s my class 4 photo! Mrs. Almeida, is in white chudidhar.

Mrs. Almeida: Bee, What’s wrong with you? Take your pencil and write.
Me: I ain’t got one.
Mrs. Almeida: Don’t say I ain’t. Listen: I don’t have a pencil; You don’t have a pencil; They don’t have a pencil. Are you clear?
Me: Gee, where did all these pencils go?

I was very serious. My classmates started laughing at me! She looked at me squarely, turned to the black board & started teaching. Mind you, I respect my teachers. I was standing. My papa has advised me not to laugh at others. That’s why even when they were laughing I was silent.

Still the laughter continued. I didn’t even grin.

Mrs. Almeida: Order Children, Order.
Me: A cake and an Ice-cream. That’s ok with me miss.
Mrs. Almeida: Come Again!
Me: Oh! Thank you Miss.

I never knew that I could impress her so much. See, she allowed me to start home early and has also asked me to come the next day without fail! NExt day, I was sitting in my class, the other section class teacher Miss. …. (Sorry poor memory!) She wanted me in her class!