As I mentioned in one of the earlier posts, in this school, public punishments were very common. There were three grounds- an assembly ground, a play ground and a basketball court. Punishments could be administerd in any of these. Assembly ground was designed such a way that it could be seen from any of the classroom, so punishments there used to be embarrassing. Play ground was surrounded by a number of high-rise flats, therefore punishments there too used to be very embarrassing especially in winter months. But, the teachers hardly had anything to do with such embarrassment of students. In my first year in that school itself, there were six instances of punishments in either of these grounds. As I wrote earlier, in the very first week itself, I found myself standing in punishment in assembly ground alongwith my other classmates. All the boys were made murga, and all the girls were made to stand with hands up. Embarassing! But, believe me that year and in the forthcoming years, we had even more embarrassing moments. Very soon into that class, once all the students of all three sections of VII class were called in the assembly ground by P.E.T. sir, and were ordered to stand in the ‘predictable’ punishments. ‘Predictable’ means murga for boys and hands up for girls. We were all made to stand so for nearly two periods, when in the end, four strokes of a thick fat stick were given to boys. Afterwards, we were all allowed to go back to our classes. We had another encounter with the same sir very soon. It occurred because of the excessive noise created by our class, and that started due to me. There was no teacher in the class. I picked up the duster, and in a friendly but mischievous way patted it on the ‘bottoms’ of my friend Richa, and enjoyed it. That left a white scar on the posterior of her skirt. She snatched the duster from me, and ‘returned the favour’ to me. I did that again to her, she did again to me. Then I did to another girl, and gradually whole class got involved into it, without realizing how much noise we were creating. It went on and on, till suddenly a very masculine voice penetrated our ears shouting “sab murge ban jao”. And instantly, there was a pin drop silence in the class. Nobody moved a muscle. P.E.T sir was standing on the entrance with his stick in his hand. He shouted again, “jaldi line banao yahan”. We obeyed the orders. He escorted us to the playground in a hot afternoon. We were all terrified by then. Once we were in playground, he probably developed some soft corner for girls in his heart. He looked towards the boys, and repeated “sab murge ban jao”. Then he turned towards us, and told to stand with hands up. The punishment continued for about half an hour or so, and for some ten minutes or so straight, he told us to shout “I am sorry sir” in the full volume, leaving us all in the want of water badly. An even more painful and more embarrassing event occurred to boys of our class very soon again. Once in the games period, they received the punishment. Standing in punishment is one thing, but P.E.T. sir kept his torture going throughout the period. He made them murga, and for some 4-5 minutes, they were all told to jump in that position itself. That itself took breathe out of them. He then ordered them to shout ‘kukdoo koo’ in full volume. This continued for some ten minutes, and finally, for rest of the duration, were told to shout “I am sorry, sir”.
Punishment during the games period occurred once again, but this time in winter months, and administered by P.E.T. madam. From her room to the playground, we walked with our hands up. Once in the playground, we were made to do utthak baithaks under her supervision. It kept going and going for some 15 minutes. Afterwards, she had her stick on each of the boys, and they were made murga for rest of the period, while we kept standing there with our ears in our hands.
P.E.Ts were not alone in escorting us to any of the grounds, we have been taken there by our SUPW madam also. In that winter itself, she once made the boys spread all over the ground and become murga, and we girls were told to line up at one place and keep our hands up. Another day, she told us to line up in playground. Boys were made murga, and we were told to touch our toes. And in that state, she made us all walk for some ten meters. Walking ten meters may not sound like a punishment, but ask someone who has been told to do so in murga position or toes touching position!!!!!