When I slapped a guy

Some of my friends were confused between Doon and Doon International, well to clarify, Doon is all boys and a very old school whereas Doon International is a co-ed school established in 1991 but of course the best :).

So, now from the campus of Doon, lets get back to my school i.e. Doon International. I was in class 8th and a completely changed person compared to what I was back in days of my 1st blog era :D. One very peculiar character of mine during those years was that I for some reason just couldn't stand boys in general and hated girls who would be all sweet and sugary just to be in their good books. It doesn't mean that I didn't have male friends, I did, but they were selected few whom I found to be genuine souls :). In class 8th, I was made the monitor along with one most unexpected candidate named Vicky Shahu. Now, the reason I said most unexpected is because he was neither good in sports nor in studies and nor was he very popular (I am sorry Vicky, I am sure you must be very successful now in life but back... :D). His only USP was that he was one of the naughtiest student of my class and our teacher Mrs. Jha mam's philosophy was to make a girl monitor who is intelligent (yup! since its my blog, I have full liberty to call myself intelligent, smart, etc etc., hahahaha) and a boy monitor who is the naughtiest. Reason being that making him the monitor would bring in responsibility and the girl would represent the class otherwise.

So, we both were made to sit right in front of the entrance at 90 degree angle to the class, a very difficult place to sit and understand what's written on the black board.

It was hot summer day and school was nearing towards its end for the day. Our teacher for the last session was absent so Jha mam called us and asked us to make sure that class doesn't make any noise. We entered and I announced the same and requested them to talk in whisper's if at all they want to talk. Everyone listened expect this one over smart boy probably because he thought himself to be so cool or whatever. So, he very smartly came over and sat on my desk and the conversation went on something as follows (not exactly):

Anshu: A, please get back to your sit.

A: (with a smirk), chal na, kya ho gaya isme.

Anshu: I am serious, mam ane wali hain and she really won't like it.

A: (showing off like a fool) itna kya serious hai.

Note: all this while Vicky didn't utter a word since they all lived together (all boaders).

Anshu: Thappad parega (its out of habit).

A: acha chal laga

Anshu: (getting angry) main seriously laga dungi, go and sit on your seat.

A: (getting serious) laga de dikha.

This "laga dungi" and "laga ke dikha" went on for a while and my anger was shooting straight up and by this time we both were standing right in front of the class and arguing. The whole class was looking at us and some of our friends sensed that its not going to end just in talks and probably thats why they were standing behind us, just in case. Continuous conversation of ,"A get back to your seat or else I am serious will slap you" and him saying, "acha now you try" wasn't helping me and all of a sudden I lost my temper and there flew my hand right on his face (after all he had been daring me in front of the whole class for pretty long time and I couldn't be the girl who would get scared of boys hehehehe). The moment I slapped him, he was shocked and thank god for that or else I wouldn't be telling this story, hahahhaha. By the time he realised his friends held him away from me but don't know why in the world I started crying..:D...To tell you the truth, Gosh! within a seconds I was terrified :D. It just stuck me as to what I had done, after all if his reaction time would have been less, I would have been in real trouble. Anyway hearing all the commotion, Jha mam came in the class and saw the scene, immediately without even asking anything she blasted off "A" (he was one of the most disliked boys of teachers). That's bugged him even more. So, this is how the day ended.

But then in the evening came tution time when all the boarders go for tutions according to their respective classes, and there we met again. From the conversation that I could hear, he swore to get back at me and I was petrified :D ...But nothing happened and to add to my happiness, he was not promoted to class 9th and I was relieved :D .

Note: for all my school friends (aniket, naman, asjad, apporva etc...) do not name "A" in any comment.