One day, after the college hours, our vice-principal was still stretching the class on database and its models for two and a half hours. Sometimes just sitting is also too tiring.
We have utmost devotion towards our vice-principal. Whenever we hear his voice from a kilometer distance, we are as good as a mouse looking out for nearest burrow. By any chance, if someone just had his special blessings, there is a wide chance that the next person in his sight too get his after impact blessings. Too much sugar too is not so good health, just to avoid.
Suddenly, vice-principal called out Phani, who was seated in the first row on our right, and asked, "Did you submit the record?" Phani stood stunned for such an unprepared question and hurriedly replied, "No".
Vice-principal - "When will you submit?"
Phani was in a paranoid.
He faltered and replied, "Yesterday.. chee, day before yesterday.. chee chee, today, chee..".
"Did you mean tomorrow?", vice-principal completed the answer on Phani's behalf. Phani said "yes" and yet in paranoid.
Krishna and I had to bend our heads; hid behind Swapna and Padma, as we had to try harder to stop our laugh and chukling at Phani's struggle to say tomorrow.
The class was still going on. Some seem to be sleepy and yet trying to control with their eyes wide open. Initially we felt boredom, then helplessness and then reached to frustration point.
Chaitanya, near the switchboard was yawning without opening his mouth. Vijay was desperate to check his hidden mobile. Madhavi, the rebel icon, has nothing to do with all this, she seems to be royally seated. And the situation of Sethna, who was seated right opposite to the vice-principal, was indescribable; he cannot even turn his head.
Not knowing what to do, everyone is looking around to see if it is just them or everyone else is feeling the same. Just like, when there is a powercut, the first thing we do is to check with the next door neighbour if we have some company. We all looked around and comforted each other with a dull smile.
Meanwhile Nausheen next to me whispered, "Yaar, bor lag raha hai (dear, I'm bored)".
"Chalo kisi ka buraai karte hai, achcha lagega (let's gossip about someone), perfect pass time", I said.
That is it, Krishna, Bindu and Nausheen, all in my row started with chuckling and then giggling for few seconds and hid again behind Swapna and Padma.
Right row's heads turned towards in surprise. Either they wondered how could we dare to laugh out in that class or what would have been that joke cracked in our row. Girls seated in the front desks cannot turn back to check what would have happened in the back seat.
This idea of perfect time pass was not my idea but my sister's idea. My mother once said "let's sit and chat for a while". My sister with her coffee in her hand immediately said, "Did you mean gossip? what else a chat mean, isn't it gossiping about someone else?", we all laughed out louder at her conclusion.
Isn't it true!! What is a chatter's chat? It is talking about those who are not with us at that moment. One of my friends in office goes to pantry for coffee and will be on mobile for not less than an hour. These days her manager is following her to take her back to the desk. And no offenses, those who smoke and sip tea every hour, we never know when can one have their darshan again. After all, they need to guide the whole world.
Good or bad, the first thing that gives you relief when you are upset is a gossip at coffee.
This is one famous pass time that I know and that everyone does knowingly or unknowingly.
What is your best pass time? Do let me know in the comments.
