My First Interview...

Sir Siva Swami Kalalaya Higher Secondary School…(SSK)

Two years of my divine life with my friends-enemies-faculties-1st crushes-first fight over them-first science commerce conflict (yaes yaes..I was a commerce student)-first foot ball tournament (just to show off to the chicks)-first elections-first and never ending intercom complaints about me and my buddies and lot more…
I am not changing any names and they are not fictitious either. Every bloody name in this blog is bloody well intentionally mentioned and I am not regretting it.
Well to give you a brief introduction about the school, when I was in 10th grade preparing for my boards my folks decided I change my school for my higher secondary education and before they could think of any school I got in the application forms for St. Michaels Academy (SMA) and all I could hear from them was an ardent NO. For which I still haven’t got an answer myself. (Just read in the local newspaper that the students in SMA dope and smooch, interesting? Little did I know that it wouldn’t interest my folks?)

And hence they decided that I very well pursue my higher secondary education in SSK. To my surprise, the school has been giving cent per cent results since it was started. A school for PADIPS as it’s called in Thamizh, a school for NOT-ME as it was called by my friends and relatives. I didn’t care much at all. All I did was just a little forgery to get in to the school, though I didn’t want to. Wondering what? Took my friends report card (the one who got 4th Rank in a class which had a strength of 63) and scanned it and revived my name with his. SIMPLE!
Some time in March, I got a call from SSK saying I have a One on One interview with the principal of the school, Mrs. Lalitha Jayaraman. The only lady I respect for what I am today.

My Dad and Mom were not mortified to be standing in front of a schools office for the first time (lol...they didn’t realize what would happen for the next two years), and I was right next to them like a Pazham(a fruit).

We entered her office cabin in unison. She greeted my folks with pleasure (probably the forged report card did make an impression about my parents’ upbringing). I stood right next to my folks like a trained police dog. First question, Mouli… you seem to be bright in science then why do you want commerce group?

Ma’am April fool, I wanted to say but with fullest attention I nodded and carried on to answer her question. Though am good at science its not my cup of tea ma’am. Then what’s your cup of tea? Was the next question revolted against me before I could reply her first question. Why is this woman so much in a hurry? Did she forget to turn off the gas or did she have a date with her husband? I thought to myself and replied saying I want to do MBA and I need an accounts background to understand the nuances of business administration.

Next question, I never expected this but it was not forged, it was real. Mouli, you say you are a table tennis player and would you pursue with it after academics? (Yes, I was a trained table tennis player and played for Tamil Nadu under 18). Without lifting my collar up I said “Of course, given a chance I would take schools name to a different altitude”.

BULL SHIT…

That’s what she said. I don’t want any Sachin or Ganguly in my school. But they are Cricket players and I am a table tennis player I wanted to say. I want my students to concentrate only on three things, 1) Academics…2) Academics and 3) Academics. For a moment I thought my parents were up for adoption and I had a lump in my throat.
Mrs. Lalitha Jayaraman was in her late 50’s and carried a charismatic look. I mean, she must have been a bomb in her college days. Very intellectual and a diplomat herself. All she said was “Mouli, promise me you would not be active in sports but studies and prove our mettle.” Did she jump to this conclusion because of my forged report card? I thought to myself. She then looked towards my folks and said “you must be proud to be a part of Kalalayan family and I assure you and your ward the best”. Naasamaapochu (well in hell) I thought to myself.

Yeah!!! Got selected… Then were my boards in which I scored 69%. Mrs. Lalitha Jayaraman would have had an heart attack. June 6th, was the D Day. My first day in SSK.

To be continued in my next Blog. Meanwhile I welcome palpable comments.