SEIZE WHAT'S ON YOUR WAY!!! - 1

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 "You are never too old to try something new.", said someone. 

True. Life keeps giving us opportunities to explore new things. It is up to us to make the best or worst out of them. 

Last Monday was the first working day at school after two months of Summer break. I was sitting half heartedly in the 23°C air-conditioned room amidst the hundreds of teachers. After the customary two and a half hour training session, the Principal revealed,  "The Teachers' day celebrations will be held on Friday. Each section of teachers will be given a state of India (North India in particular) and is expected to represent the state through art forms". 

I was excited as it was my first time to be a part of such a PAN Indian celebration.  "And all the teachers should come in the traditional clothes of the state given.", he added to my annoyance. 

Aww... that was totally out of blue! Within a couple of minutes, the lot was drawn (to choose states for different sections). 

"Senior girls - Assam", 

"Primary boys - Uttar Pradesh"

"Middle girls - Maharashtra" went on and on... and finally

"Middle boys - Madhya pradesh", came the announcement. We looked at one another and started to buzz like bees. Most of our teachers are from Kerala and other northern states. Some are from Gujarat and Rajasthan. There was only one teacher who was at least brought up in M.P. She seemed to have a rough idea of M.Pian attire. 

"Arrey..,mushkil nai. Hum ulta saadi pehen lenge bas!", said she with a glimmering confidence. "Nai toh Ghagra-choli vagaira..." added with a casual shrug. I rolled my eyes, thinking about my wardrobe that has got nothing to meet the requirement. However, the lecture resumed and continued until half past eleven. (so was the discussion on what to wear on the day) That was a mind boggling session. Little did I know that the next day was awaiting with a big plot twist. 


(to be continued...)


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