"My school life- every memory is so beautiful, it's hard to forget and so exciting. Happiness is beyond compare"
In school, we were eight (08) friends and we used to have a happy go lucky life at school but we did our best to pass all the exams. Here are some of our experiences that make us smile every time we remember.
In my eight class, its also the peak season of terrorist but we did this act: We blasted a fire cracker in our playground during our lunch break and there's a lot of student where around to play, thanks Allah no one was harmed but the principal was not happy of what we did so he sent PT teacher Surjeet Singh to my home to personally delivered the notice to my parents, a notice of warning for us but after class hour i ran fast to our home and changed my school uniform into house dress and When that teacher came i was already at our gate waiting for him and he said to me that my brother is doing an awful things at school, without his knowing i am the one whom he is talking about (hehehehehe) and I received that notice and tore them apart and didn't bothered to informed my parents. The principal indentified me as most mischievous among my friends that's why he always called me as Saleem Mir which is unusual because everybody in the school called me Mir Saleem. Everyone seemed that i felt my only mission in life was to amuse, to have fun to the extent that i hurt someone and tortured anyone that my friends wants. I live my life playfully, no hang-up, no worries at all but in terms of school grades im also excellent and well behaved when i'm home. I was in no way shy around girls or around anyone. I am really what I am "A mischievous" A part of me is bad but deep inside im good and kind.
In our school vendors (people use to sells sweets chocolates etc..) are not allowed inside school premises, so students usually buy sweets and other stuff by over the fence, It was lunch break when my friend Ali Hussain and I went out by jumping over perimeter fence, we saw the vendor's scooter I unlocked it and Ali Hussain tried to drive it while im pushing at the back with him. We managed to start afterall but as i was pushing back side Ali Hussain left me on road and driven ahead where the owner/vendor appeared and shouted on him. Ali Hussain jumped from the scooter and tore his pants from it. He went to my home with me and he sewn his pants. he was still lucky only pants was slightly damaged not his skull.
In my matric class a girl junior to us insulted me that makes me infuriated and i lost my temper that I rubbed the whole ice cream i was eating to her face while my group laughed at her. She cried and ran to the vice principal and told him what i did but i escaped the school but later on they came to my classroom and i explained all to them until they forgot it.
My tenth metric class, I arranged a tournament of cricket, i formed six (06) teams and collected money as membership fee to help defray expenses on that event. They played on a schedule time but when an elimination round finished and the two teams who is vying for championship is about to play- I always postponed the games because there's a chaos about terrorism and examination is fast approaching everybody was busy to study. I already bought the prices for that event, a trophy that until now was in my house. It seemed im the champion because of the trophies i had at home. Whenever I met a participant of any teams they will jokingly tell me that we are going to play the final match.