here is another continuation...Desh ko situation nai kharaab bhayekole lekhne mood nai chaleko chhaina...anyways dhilai ko laagi sorry bhandai arko part rakhna chanachhu...maaf gaari mero katha ko naya part paadhi comment garnuhola bhanne aasha pani uttikai rakheko chhu...Dhanyabaad... ************************************ That class of nine was a transitional year for me. I was deep in my teenage now (I was fifteen) now and was turning into adult day by day. There were lots of changes happening within me, emotionally and physically, most of which I wouldn?t understand. Most of things Pee and I would sort out with each other, but still some things would remain unsolved and remain mystery till we grew older. We were growing fearless and would be boiled up even in smallest things. The most of class at school would be just like compulsion to us. Pee and I would always talk about being independent soon and make lots of money. We would dream of going together to college, being partners in business and building our home next to each other (None of which will come true later though). The Tiffin time at school would start with rushing to that canteen to get in line to fetch Mo: Mo. And as soon as we finish our Mo: Mo (Pee would always be last to finish), we would hang out in school premise, sometimes looking around for Pee?s crush, sometimes waiting in line to play Table Tennis (Although sometimes we won?t even get a chance) and sometimes just gossiping around. That year we kind of become rebellious also, we now learned to raise voice against the teachers we won?t prefer. Although we would never complain to administration, We started ragging the teachers we won?t like. One of the teachers that suffered most was the health teacher. Some of the incidents in her classes, I still vividly remember. Once she was hell lot of angry of getting ragged everyday and screamed at us. ?Yestai ho bhane Tmiharule Jaanch ma aalu khanchha (If this continues, you will get potatoes in exam)? Witty we were, Pee fired back. ?Rato ki seto??? (Red or white)? God!!! She was so much in fire and asked whole calls who said that. United we were, she never find out, although whole class had to stand up for whole period. Another one was, once she caught one of our friend red-handed reading comics (Thank god!!! She didn?t find another one) keeping inside book. Later when class ended, our friend went to her and asked, ?padhepaachi phirta lyaidinu hai M?am ( Please return it after you read it!!!)? Man!!! I still remember those looks in her eyes. She looked so hurt. Seeing that look, I tried for a week or so to be serious in her class but to no avail. After week or two, I was also the same bunch as class was. (We sure awe sorry for that madam, Thanks for bearing us!!! You sure were brave!!!) Then came the day when Pee and I had fight. The fight was not that big, nor that small; But we didn?t talked with each other for about four months after that. Those days, we used to have our strange ink splashing fights while classes would be going. We used to splash our inks from pen on our friends? shirts secretly. That day was Sunday and I was in my whitest shirt crisp and clean. After period or two, I spotted some ink spots in my shirt. Pee being only the next bench partner, I thought it was him and without even thinking for second, I splashed back ink into his shirt. Damn!!! He caught me red-handed and more than that It was not him who had splashed ink on me. Pee didn?t spoke to me that whole day and we didn?t even return home together that day. Next day, pee changed bench. And we were like strangers for next four months. ************************************