The boy of decisive words and actions,
the boys always on fire with a Shatrughn Sinha like decorative scratch mark on his cheek as his mark of uniqueness,
the boy with speculative mind,
With deep but sharp eyes, Penetrative features Stuffed with more than required ambitions
the local of Gwalior living with global Indians,
Dear Manoj Bhai wish you lots and of lots of joyful returns of the day
There were few local folks of Gwalior who were having Global taste of Global life at LNCPE.
But what I felt that it's not a good idea to maintain your local status intact when you are living with global people. Same was the condition of our Gwalior Local folks like Manoj, Sukkhi, Deepak L and Deepak P.
Being local they had privileges to not get homesick. Every weekend they used to disappear as they would run to their home. In college they were like guests.
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They were trying to have fun of college/hostel and home both simultaneously but unfortunately and unknowingly they kept themselves deprived of the weekend Nights' fun which work like immunity boosting Polio Drops and never let you fall in the trap of homesickness.
There came a point when our beloved Manoj started looking like a villain to me😘.
Throughout the first year I stayed frustrated by looking at our own dhada-dhad English speaking chicks and chaps like Deepak Parihar, Sonal, Vishan, Sukkhi, Prema, Sahi, Sunita Kujur etc etc.
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In second year in teaching practice we all used to act like teacher in which Dutta sir would ask us to speak English only.
I was zero batte sannata in English. One day I was acting as a teacher and Manoj was a student in my class.
Though Indu Ma'am toiled a lot to vaccinate us with English drops but besides her teaching we learnt English more by addiction of watching once in a week late night English movie on Doordarshan.
Gwalior's Local Global
It was our holy soul Randhawa paaji who made us to love English movies on Doordarshan.
Randhawa told the boys to not spend money on C grade English movies on Desi theatres of Gwalior as in the English movies on Doordarshan all spices are available which they seek in theatres.
By watching many of those movies we had started acquiring some English speaking skills.
On a day of teaching practice when, somehow I managed to complete the class with my bad but not so bad English then after the class the local Hero Manoj came to me to tell me that, "Dear Pahadi you are a real crappy in English, what rubbish you were speaking in the class."
I was looking at the confident chap who was so lovingly telling me without any formality at my face that how pathetic I was.
Next I found our Local Hero on fire when in 1995 when me, Prince and Tanwar, as a team members of DAVV Indore, were playing on the ground of LNCPE against LNCPE in Inter-university football competition.
The team of DAVV Indore, equipped with 3 Top Class Negro Players from Kenya and 3 Superbly Solid Ex-Lncpean footballers, banged the iron like solid LNCPE team unbelievably by 3-0 in front of big home support.
Actually LNCPE is not habitual of watching its home team losing at any cost.
When Indore started coming in to real flow and we had started pissing fire on the ground then the mighty team of LNCPE was looking like a team of school kids in front of us.
When we banged 2 back to back goals on LNCPE the havey home supporters started bullying us. They even forget that we, their old also are playing, we started getting taunts and abusings from our many ex juniors also.
We, specially Our Negro Players were being targeted and we were continuosly being provoked.
Amid huge provocation a pathetically funny moment arrived.
During the course of the game one of our Negro Player slipped out of the touch line. As soon as he fell down, dozen of supporters of home team mounted on him. Our player was badly manhandled by home supporters.
Some teachers had to come to rescue of our player. The pile of boys was removed from over him but at the bottom of the pile two persons were badly involved in Bali-Sugreev like grappling. When I reached close to them I was surprised to find, One was our Negro player and other was our ex classmate Manoj.
Manoj bhai was on so much fire that he grabbed a hockey from a boy and ran after that Negro boy. I was badly surprised.
After this whole home crowd got madly against us. We were badly being taunted and haunted.
What we could do to silence them,
So we banged one more goal on them and made it on the face 3-0.
Surprisingly none of our ex classmates or old friends or teachers came to congratulate us. We didn't receive even a customary Well Played from any of our own ex friends.
Next surprise came in the night when he our ex classmates came to meet in the dark of night and they Congratulated us in a big Way.
Their most surprising thing was that, they were immensely happy by the defeat of LNCPE. They Congratulated us big way.
One of our ex classmate said, "Dear Pahadi, Prince n Tanwar, actually we didn't want to look like a thorn in the eyes of our own boys so we refrained from getting close to you. You did a great job by beating the bunch of arrogant boys, they had made our life hell by their arrogant behaviour."
When we got back to Indore, our girls n guys Vibha Monica Anita Geeta Jamil Brar Deepak were laughing their hearts out after listening these incidents.
That was a punny memories of those days.
That reminds me of how fiery my Manoj was.
He was always full of elements of competitiveness, specially with Hockey Sardars on hockey pitch. That's the power which is makes him to run fast in life.
Like Taman he is another masterpiece who is shining bright in the world of entrepreneurship.
Still that fire is burning and shining with good glow inside him.
Dear Manoj Bhai keep glowing n blowing to thrill us.
Let me tell everyone, that besides hockey Manoj is an Prolific player of pen also. He writes like a pro.
Let's wait for the day when he'll come with a penned masterpiece.
Stay blessed Bhai
Once again a Big Birthday, basking in Glory.
Love You.
Dear Pahadi
ReplyDeleteI never remembered that I was so blunt to you.
I wud like to tell you the football ground event....
I was sitting with Usha n Sanjukta and we were watching the match n I remember I told both these girls that I have an intution that the ball is going to hit me and few minutes later the ball came towards me, I just took the ball and threw towards the negro but that idiot hit at me and we fought.
Finally you all requested, I wud have had further fights but teachers and others told me that we are organizers and we need to keep our calm...
I thought , I shud have thought of something bigger...
You know , we were small village boys with very simple thinking , believed on our vision n strengths..
Thank you for refreshing the golden days..
Manoj Morya