Avenge revenge!

I had known her as being being very studious, hardworking, working late at nights, who always did her assignments on time, didnt copy from others always has her answer sheets signed by her parents and very fair and yes she was pretty and considered herself quite a beauty one who always had a loyal fan following. (Courtesy: Her mom)


This was "S" for me. I had known her for close to 2 years. She was my fellow passenger in the rickety old school bus.

Flashback

Everybody wishing to board the school bus assembled at a particular place the bus driver chettan would wait for the pretty bee "S" to arrive, the killi looking toward the direction from which "S" would come. She was always late. Making it impossible for the other children to reach school on time. To top it the bus was an old refurbished KSRTC bus with wooden planks instead of cushion seats. Sitting on it was a pain. So everybody avoided doing that. After winding our way through the dusty and narrow roads to pick up other unfortunate children destined to travel in the rickety bus.

The bus would arrive punctually late by 10 minutes, making a horrible noise while coming to a stop. The students would get down and stand at the fringes of the assembly line and making it a point not to stand directly in view of the Principal lest we would be asked to run 2 rounds of the ground or "come and see in my office". Which meant the idea of sneaking into the first class going up in smokes.

It was a usual affair, coming late, standing out of the queue, saying the prayer standing near the cycle stand, office room, primary section or the near the gate. One fine morning my friend and myself asked Little miss Pretty to come in time or else find some other mode of transport for herself. Two days of warning and not letting her come on the bus as she was late did the trick.

All this was done when I was in the 12th Std. and she("S") was in 10th. As the months passed and exams neared, I had mellowed down and and my interactions with her and her sis had reduced to a quiet Hi and Bye. On crucial day she gave me the shock of my life, I had missed the school bus and I had my AISSCE exam that day, I had told "S" that I had forgotten my Hall ticket and would be going back to get it. And asked her say the same to the Driver uncle.
Revengeful "S" dint mention it and I was left to take private bus to school and then an auto for a very important exam. That was the last time I talked to her.

That was flash back

2007-
I notice some face very familiar at a departmental store. Very fair lots of make up clad in glittery salawar, hair cut to ear length sporting a very fashionable pouch (or is that called something else you fashion pundits out there chip in) and a basket in tow.
This fashionista spouted a loud hi to which I replied Hi..

Conversation went like this-

Me : umm Do I know you??
"S" : I Am "S", your co passenger. Ormaunndo??
Me : Scratching my forehead(2-4 Secs) Ohh yes Ariyaam(I know) Eeyaal ippo enthu cheyynnu?? (Basic mistake)
"S" : Njann Self financing collegill MBBS cheyynnu.
Me : Ohh great ippol eythu year??
"S" : First
Me : Eyaal 200(x) il 10 th cheythille??
"S" : athe , (Moving to english) I finished 10 in 200(x) and moved to that prestigious coaching centre in Thrissur.
Me : Werent you involved in the coaching that school provided for good students? Alle?.

"S" : Yes I was. Pakshe oru advantagennu vendi I moved to Thrissur.
Me : Great. So what are you doing now?
"S" : First year MBBS self financing collegil. Chechi, what are you doing?
Me : Ingenne pokunnu. Blah blah...
"S" : So you were doing degree??
Me : Yes
"S" : So you werent doing professional course alle?
Me : Nope.
"S" : Why did you opt for that?
Me : I liked it I took it in the"first chance itself"
"S" : Pakshe ippol Btech and MBBS pole vere onnumiuum vila illa.
Me: Atheyo? Njan arinjilla. Oho. (those said under my breath(umb)-You austrolopithicus amaranthus @#$%$#@)
"S" : Athe.
Me : Aunty used to tell me that you were quite a good student. Then what happened.
"S" : Athu onuum illa just like that.
Me : Atheyo. (umb-Think you are the only learned one? Check the rolls again)
"S" : appol pinne kanaam chechi pokette.
Me : Appol sherri pinney kanaam.
"S" : Chow
Me : ((umb)mein) Bye

Before I bump into her again I will brush up my general knowledge (read gossip) so that when she doles out her share i can safely rely on my stock make her face feel more pale that what FEM could help her attain.

I attribute this mood of mine to the chance meeting of my long lost enemy.

Here I come....

Disclaimer : This might have happened to you. It has happened to me. All the characters portrayed are not ficticious and are alive. You may or may not relate to this post.