Saturday, March 21, 2009

Godzilla and cricket

Once in a while you might have tried to figure out what was so funny about that particular day or person or incident, for which you remember that you have laughed your beeps off, but dont remember what exactly it was. To me, i remember there was something about godzilla and cricket during my schooling. That was so funny. But it takes a bit of time to figure out what exactly happened there. Well for our godzilla(a.k.a our english teacher), playing cricket is definitely out of question(we wouldnt have named him so if it was so), so it wont make any sense digging out something in that direction. But it takes a while to realize what we were laughing at.
That was 1998 and we were so much worried how we're gonna bring ourselves a world cup. We used to have study hours from 7 till the actual classes begin. But like all the good boys I used to wake up to a stupid elephant alarm sound by 5. The good thing about this clock was it used to say good morning when you put off the alarm, but still what the heck, you are already awake. Yeah, back to being good boy again, so good boys usually reach early. So when it says 7, we used to be there by 6. Ok now.. enough of this good boy stuff, we used to reach there early not really to be early but actually to play cricket till we see godzilla coming. I mean, its not like we realize that he is coming by seeing ripples in stagnant water or something like that, but you know if you can see someone even from a distance of 2km you must either a hawk or that must be a godzilla. We didnt know about the latter but we were pretty sure we were not hawks. So that was a logical choice. Now there is this obvious series of actions in which we run like crazy into the study rooms, trying hide the Bat and ball and sit like dummies with the books in our hands. Just like any other day we ran like crazy and threw the Bat inside the desk which eventually send the top edge of the desk in a downward projectile motion. This could have been better explained if we had a top angle camera set up right above us. Just in case if we had a camera panning sideways, that would have definitely captured the unfortunate moment of godzilla getting into the doorway right in front of the desk at a distance slightly less than the height of the desk.
Now fellas... how do we know that he was standing at a distance which is exactly slightly less than the height of the desk, for sure?
We wouldn't! not unless it fell right on his toe crushing his fingers. Thats right, the way we threw the bat inside took the top edge of the desk along with it, pivoting its legs. Now everything happens in slow mo. Desk falls on his toe crushing his fingers. First he tries to put an angry face, fails to do so since the extreme pain out-emoted his anger. He would not like if we'd found out he is in pain, so he walks out slowly. Comes back in again, asks us to leave for the day.
Everybody leaves. only the guys from the first bench looks back. Evil grin.

PS. This was one of those drafts that I saved up 2 years ago. I remembered this only because just then I came to know that one of those three guys from the first bench has passed away. Sad.