"The Road, The temple - The MYSTERY"

Cannon fires, bomb explodes...a sense of tension all around. Slowly i rotated the earth, where i found a small katcha road leading to a small temple.
Somewhere in the "Unconscious" it stuck...Have i been to this place before!
There i saw cute, fat boy about 4-5 feet tall clad in his brown trousers and glaring white shirt carrying a small water bottle, walking through the lovely green fields which had a tinge of breeze always keeping them active. Besides him, A middle aged lady, with some papers in one hand and holding this hero on the other. He was murmuring something, but i couldn't hear them. This kindled my interest and I started to follow them. I found him in tears and the lady was silent all way long. Oh! i felt bad, why was he in tears? Such a bubbly boy, so innocent looking and i wanted to console him. I went for it and tried to touch him. Aghast! my hands passed right through his body and i was not able to touch him. Tried again and again, but in vain. Accepting the defeat, i continued to follow them. Then for the first time, i heard the lady talk.
"Dont cry da. I will buy you the three-in-one in the evening". Wat? three-in-one? heard a two-in-one or even a five-in-one? wat is this? By now, i was mesmerised. I dont understand wat they speak even after accompanying for nearly half an hour. Suddenly, the boy's face lit up. He was happy and started to walk fast towards the temple. The lady has done it! She has changed him. Or has she? Did she concede defeat to that cunning fellow? My spying continued. They reached the temple..Something was written there! CVP....There was a big building hid amongst the mountains and i didnt even notice it. There they parted. He went to a room in the ground floor and the lady went upstairs. I followed the boy. He went into a room and sat there the whole day, scribbling something, reading sometimes all alone. Every other second, looked at his Big Brown TIMEX watch, itching to move out of the room.
Then she came! She had some books with her and started teaching the poor fellow. It went on for hours. Half the time they argued, they cried, she made him write impositions! Finally, another lady came to save this poor kid! She convinced the lady and they stopped the study session and started the journey back towards the katcha road.
You should see the happiness in his eyes much to the disgust of the lady! Again the boy won.
He was sure that the same night he can expect some hits back from the lady. They reached the small bus stop and boarded the bus back home.
I continued to followed them. After reaching their place, they entered a shop named "Amrita Ice creams". There the boy went to a table and shouted "Oru three-in-one ice-cream, athilu pista,chocote and badam flavours idanum to" (Means: One three-in-one ice-cream with pista,chocolate and badam being the three flavours in it). So happy was he there, that i really thanked the lady from my heart. After that he ordered again "Oru Orange Juice koodi tharu" (give me a orange juice too). Laughed the waiter, i think he knew them as if they were regular customers and the cashier gave a smile. (prankster! that naughty fellow got an extra one on the same day) The lady had a pineapple juice and watched the sweet boy enjoy! I was so engrossed in it, when suddenly i heard a sound. I just woke up with a start...It was my alarm ringing! All this was a dream....But the characters were very similar...

Guess who the characters were?

->That fat and naughty boy was ME in my childhood days!
->The lady is my sweet MOM!
->The building was my first school - Chinmaya Vidyalaya, Pallavur (CVP).

SCENE: It was a saturday and my mom was a teacher in my own school. She had special class on that day for my school seniors. I had to accompany her as i had exams on Monday and she used to teach me in the open classrooms, this had continued till X std! Imagine the stress she had then. I was crying b'cos, the day before she had scolded me for not studying and for that i demanded the ice-cream the next day!

Gone are the days when i was in school with my mother as my class teacher, lots of fun and little disappointments too when she had thrown me out of the class for calling her "MUMMY" inside the class. Its really a gr8 feeling to cherish those days now - cant go back too even Virtually!

When we were young, we wanted to become old! And now, we want to grow young! Even thoughts form vicious circles.

Acknowledgements: Thanks to my dear friends who made me remember my school days today at lunch, which provoked me to write this!