Hoppingo… Battingo!

Wondering what Hoppingo, Battingo means?

Well, it’s a game where you are supposed to hit your friend (Hoppingo when standing and Battingo when he/ she is sitting)

Well, it was quite a popular game during our school times.  I mean during the 70s and 80s and we used to literally play with each and every peer!

Now can you imagine someone playing this with an elderly person?

Can you imagine anyone playing this with their teacher?

I guess I have done it all with this particular incident which is still so fresh in my memory after maybe 30 odd years.

She was our language teacher, teaching us Marathi. We used to call her Deshmukh madam.

I was one of her fave students. I was like this good kid in front of her but behind her I used to do lots of hera pheri… During one of her classes, I was hiding behind the class room door and when she entered… I just went behind her back and hit her on her back saying “Hoppingo!”

She was sporty enough and resorted back to me with “Battingo” and the whole class were rolling down on the incident laughing and giggling… Immediately she composed her self back and then stormed out of the class to inform the principal…

Here’s what happened later… Read along… I was called to his room where I was interrogated… Here are the excerpts..

Princi : Whats your name?
Raj : Rajan father… ( I was almost close to peeing on my pants)
Princi : Why are you here?
Raj : Errrr… hmmmm… I… I…
Deshmukh mam: Tell him what happened?
Raj : I… I.. hit Deshmukh mam (So weird it was???)
Princi : What???? (He almost jumped from his seat)
Princi : Why?? Why did u hit her?
Raj : I was playing hoppingo/ battingo with her father!
Princi : Do you know what you have done?
Raj : (A very sad as if I-did-nothing look from me… almost crying situation)
Princi : I need to meet your parents tomorrow…
Deshmukh mam: Yes father! These kids these days I tell you ( I mean those days guys!… for all teachers its always these days)
Raj : OK father, I am sorry father (I said OK, now i need to source out my father to meet this princi)

That day I was doomed to be expelled from school…. I went home.

I didn’t have my mom then. My dad was working in the middleast and all I had for myself was my grandpa…

So it was kind of easy to convince him of my endeavors!

I pretended I was sick and tried doing shivers in front of him so he would think that I have fever and that way I can skip my school next day. Wow great idea that was… I went to the bathroom and out of fear cried like crazy. when I came out my eyes were red and swollen.

My grandpa wondered what happened and took me to the doctor… I was the happiest person then… Good I thought… I can fake the doctor with my sickness and get to be at home tomorrow, I thought!

But who can fake a fever to a doctor? My doctor (Dr. Padwal) interrogated me like crazy as if he were an FBI agent. After many many Q’s he finally took it out from me… (Still remember that moment) I finally had to spill the beans… “Dr I actually played a prank on my teacher and hit her on her back”

You cannot imagine the kind of laugh he had that day… Atleast I brought a smile on your face, I thought. He didnt charge me any fees (Ya he was very good doctor) He told my grandpa not to worry… “Your grandson has nothing, he is all well and he just needs you to go to school with him tomorrow to meet the principal”.

Then I had to narrate the whole thing to my grandpa. He was actually cool about it. He would support me on anything I guess. So, it was pretty chillled out! Not everyone gets a grandpa like mine! Yeah, I am lucky to have had him…

The next day was pretty cool at the princi’s place. My grandpa promised him that I will not get into any such acts later… I kept my promise… I mean this time onwards I ensured I was more careful… not to get caught…

Wow! That incident is still so fresh in my memory even today… Good I am sharing this all with you…

Guys, please let your kids be kids. Let them do lots of masti. Let them have a ball. Don’t interrupt them. Just ensure that they study well. Thats all. There is only one lifetime, one childhood… Give them those moments!

Don’t care about others Hope you enjoyed reading this post as much as I loved writing it!!!!


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21 is a pretty good number

21 is a cool number.

No seriously…

I have been really thinking loud about this number.
This number is playing such a huge role in my life right now.
Well, I left school in the summer of ’89 and after almost 21 years we are having a school re-union of sorts.

To me, It will be the same meeting of minds sans a uniform, a school bag and all the added tags associated with it.

It sounds so exciting to meet our old pals, bond and go back in time the moment when we were all separated by our own choice and destiny.

So what could the number 21 signify?

So many things conjouring up.

Some odd and random facts for the number 21:

They say we all lose 21 grams at the exact moment of our death. According to Duncan Macdougal. He tried to prove that the soul was a physical part of the body, with actual mass, by weighing dying patients.
The weight of a humming bird
The weight of a chocolate bar
The weight of a stack of nickels (As it reads on my fave movie poster, 21 grams)
How about some more…
They say one in 21 people (Approx) have an extra rib
Blackjack, the world-famous card game is also known as 21
Twenty-one is the number of spots on a standard dice
Once you reach the age of twenty-one, you know you’ve hit a pretty important milestone. In the U.S., being twenty-one means you can drink and gamble
In most places in the U.S., you can rent a car once you’re twenty-one
21 is the standard TCP/IP number for an FTP connection
Gustave Whitehead allegedly flew a plane called Number 21 two years before the Wright brothers’ first flight.
A twenty-one gun salute is fired in the UK for royalty and in the US for the President. It comes from the time when the largest ships of the British navy had 21 guns along one side
We live in the twenty-first century (Can it get any bigger than this?)

I mean imagine this, the street you have been using up and down from your kindergarten life until the time you graduate…

A wind blows and takes you to another shore in search of better life and prospects.

Twenty one years pass…

So many things happen afterwards…

Do you realize that you just passed through 21 summers?
And all the other seasons and some of life’s most amazing events.

Your graduation, new job, your first salary, Your first suit. Your engagement. Then your marriage. Your kids and their milestones…

So many things happend around you…
APJ Abdul Kalam as a President, India’s first woman president, The super successful twenty 20, Amartya Sen’s Nobel prize, Tata Nano… and various other milestones!

And some bad news rolled in too!
Like the 1992 and 2002 riots in India, Tsunami, Gujarat Earthquake, The World trade center attacks, Swine flu, Terrorist attacks in Bombay… just to name a few

My God… Don’t you think this 21 must be one hell of a number?

I will go back to the same point all over again. I’ll reminiscize. I’ll ponder. I’ll live that moment all over again.
I mean of course that time is not the same now. Its a different world now.

I wish I could turn back the times for once. But for the other, I am happy I am about to re-live that moment.
In the current situation, I think I would rather live the life I am into right now and be happy for what life was about 21 years back.

And I am just too happy and proud that whatever I am today is a product of what I was 21 years ago!

And with this I’d like to dedicate this post to all my school mates who matter to me so much even today just like they did 21 years ago!


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