Exception to the Rule:

How many of you think childhood is /was great
Think over it again.. Is it child hood or memories of childhood. May be when we become adults, childhood is cherished..One such cherished memory of my childhood. It happened almost 25 years back. I feel that it must have happened just before coming to this meeting. That is the beauty of such heart touching moments. Time has no effect on them.
It was English Grammar class.. Hold on.. I know English.. What is this Grammar?
"Grammar is rule and discipline of a language" words of my teacher Gopalakrishna still rings into my ears. Rules and Disciplines had no effect on my life.. What is this rule of language??
I was always a last bencher during Gopal Krishna sir's class. Maths and Grammar were my enemies from previous birth I guess. It was a great time for my half finished dreams of night to have some logical conclusion. It was a state of half asleep and half awakened! It was a total meditative mood I would not care whether it was maths or grammar. Both sounded same to me. Set of rules and too much of discipline.
"All words ending with ly are adverbs". I remember hearing only this sentence. I suddenly got up and shouted.. For example Idly Saar. Even today I don't know why I said that? The entire class busted out of laughter. It was a great insult to the grammarian Mr. Gopalkrishna. As my grandmother used to narrate, that Bhima had a Gada as his weapon and for Gopalkrishna sir, it was an umbrella. It appeared into his hand in no time. 1, 2,3,4,5,6,7..10 ,12 I stopped counting.. Finally umbrella was broken giving rest to my teacher and some relaxation to my back. Ahha.. What a days were those.. Crying was the greatest medicine for all the problems of life. Finally, school bell rang.. Who is not in hurry to run away from the school. I did not even remember the word Idly. For my bad.. That peon Naganna started following me like a devil. "Grammar teacher is calling you... Come to the staff room said Naganna.
I touched my back once.. I was wondering how could he get another umbrella so quickly?
I started shivering and followed him like a faithful dog.I saw my teacher sitting alone in the staff room. He looked at me with lot of compassion, I looked at him back. He embraced me and touched my back. Asked me " child, did it hurt you?" His voice was trembling. This was a new experience to me.. I looked into his eyes.. They were wet. He said, Seenu, this is my mistake.. "All words ending with LY are adverbs is wrong statement or rule" I should have said "Generally, all words ending with ly are adverbs"
He held my hands tightly and pleaded me to excuse him. I could not imagine it was my teacher. Tears started rolling on my check too. He wiped my tears and said
"Good teacher must know the rules, a good pupil, the exceptions".
How many of you think childhood is /was great
Think over it again.. Is it child hood or memories of childhood. May be when we become adults, childhood is cherished..One such cherished memory of my childhood. It happened almost 25 years back. I feel that it must have happened just before coming to this meeting. That is the beauty of such heart touching moments. Time has no effect on them.
It was English Grammar class.. Hold on.. I know English.. What is this Grammar?
"Grammar is rule and discipline of a language" words of my teacher Gopalakrishna still rings into my ears. Rules and Disciplines had no effect on my life.. What is this rule of language??
I was always a last bencher during Gopal Krishna sir's class. Maths and Grammar were my enemies from previous birth I guess. It was a great time for my half finished dreams of night to have some logical conclusion. It was a state of half asleep and half awakened! It was a total meditative mood I would not care whether it was maths or grammar. Both sounded same to me. Set of rules and too much of discipline.
"All words ending with ly are adverbs". I remember hearing only this sentence. I suddenly got up and shouted.. For example Idly Saar. Even today I don't know why I said that? The entire class busted out of laughter. It was a great insult to the grammarian Mr. Gopalkrishna. As my grandmother used to narrate, that Bhima had a Gada as his weapon and for Gopalkrishna sir, it was an umbrella. It appeared into his hand in no time. 1, 2,3,4,5,6,7..10 ,12 I stopped counting.. Finally umbrella was broken giving rest to my teacher and some relaxation to my back. Ahha.. What a days were those.. Crying was the greatest medicine for all the problems of life. Finally, school bell rang.. Who is not in hurry to run away from the school. I did not even remember the word Idly. For my bad.. That peon Naganna started following me like a devil. "Grammar teacher is calling you... Come to the staff room said Naganna.
I touched my back once.. I was wondering how could he get another umbrella so quickly?
I started shivering and followed him like a faithful dog.I saw my teacher sitting alone in the staff room. He looked at me with lot of compassion, I looked at him back. He embraced me and touched my back. Asked me " child, did it hurt you?" His voice was trembling. This was a new experience to me.. I looked into his eyes.. They were wet. He said, Seenu, this is my mistake.. "All words ending with LY are adverbs is wrong statement or rule" I should have said "Generally, all words ending with ly are adverbs"
He held my hands tightly and pleaded me to excuse him. I could not imagine it was my teacher. Tears started rolling on my check too. He wiped my tears and said
"Good teacher must know the rules, a good pupil, the exceptions".