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Silly Tales

Jumping on to a Teacher's Back!

Back in my school days, we had a game where you took turns in punching each other on the back and run. If the victim could find the culprit, he would have the chance to hit harder. If not, the culprit was sure to survive as the rule followed. So I was the culprit one day and hit my friend Asad quite hard and managed to run off into the corridor. As it was break time, there were many students loitering around and it was pretty easy for me to hide amongst the crowd. On that very day, Bodor Sir was in a white shirt and black trousers, almost a reflection of our school uniform. I also had an uncanny resemblance with him in terms of height and posture. All of a sudden, I saw Asad running past me like a bullet. As I was relishing my win, to my utter surprise, I saw Asad running towards Bodor Sir. I shouted, “Asad, korosh ki?!” (Asad, what are you doing?) It was already too late. Asad had jumped on Bodor Sir and gave him a furious blow on his back. Hearing my cry, he looked at me while riding on Bodor Sir's back and was totally puzzled by the situation. What happened afterwards- well, you can imagine the rest!

Abdullah Bahar Ananda
Jahangirnagar University, Jahangir Nagar

Failed Prank in the Practical Exam

It was our Agricultural Science practical exam back in class 7. Each student was asked to present a plant in a tub which would be nurtured for 5 to 6 months at least. Babul Molla Sir, our teacher, started to examine the plants one by one. All of a sudden, he stood still in front of a mango tree, with a suspicious look on his face. He pulled the plant, uprooting it in seconds. We all burst into laughter. What turned out was, the tree was planted just the night before the practical exam!

Md. Mosarraf Hossain
University of Dhaka
Dhaka

Meeting the Past

A few days back, I met Minar, the boy who sat in front of me during my SSC exams in Anwara School and College back in 2006. Minar was a student of Toilerdip School. At the end of the last exam, I remember him telling me, "You should get an A+. But you may miss it for your ugly handwriting." He also told me that he was poor and cannot afford a private tutor. I felt sad for him then. I came to the conclusion that he would most likely discontinue his studies for his financial problems.

I met him at the Dhaka University (DU) campus after all these years. He was majoring in Marketing. Seeing him, I could tell that he was trying hard to remember me. I went up to him and introduced myself. He recognised me instantly, and to my amusement, wanted to see my handwriting to verify me as the same person who had sat behind him in the SSC exams. The happiness I felt was of a different kind. I found myself thanking the Almighty for giving him the strength to not give up and continue with his studies.

Md. Mosarraf Hossain Jewel
University of Dhaka, Dhaka