Being in an all girls school was a great relief. It was nice to be away from boys. there were scandals, but those that cropped out of insecurities and ego problems.
The open terrace that overlooked a humongous barren ground stirred a lot of emotions in the young teenager. Stray cattle grazing, street children playing marbles and lots of weeds met the eye when I looked at the expanse of the ground. The building was very retro, located on a height. One of the classrooms I studied had the railway track overlooking the window. We had a pleasant view of our town from the windows. Everything looked picturesque and peaceful. It was probably the way I looked at it than the way it actually was.
The biggest delight was to see girls everywhere! Big, small, the ill dress, the well dressed, the good , the bad and the outright rude. It was a treat to watch white and green clad girls all about the place.
This place did'nt look even close to how St. Anns looked. The majestic school building, the portico with a statue of virgin mary, school kids reflecting their status and their culture. Girls in pony tails and perfectly manicured fingers, guys with ironed uniforms and small time mopeds, a huge bycycle stand, rickshaws, cars and two wheelers that flood the campus once the day ends, well maintained lawns, roses and marigolds that bloomed in unision, cute faces, huge trees, the teacher quarters to one end of the premisis, the restrooms that were thrown away form the main structure, water taps that were buzzling with noisy queues, screams that echo in the air, birds chirping at a distance, srushes, loveletters and infatuations, SPL elections, strict teachers, funny teachers and weird teachers, early morning pravers, PT classes on fridays, long lunch breaks, guys skating in the corridors, textured walls, cathedral ceilings, huge windows, tough competetions, heavy books , boring classes, Gujjus, punjus, bongs and mallus, Busses that came from ILTD, ONGC and Dowleiswaram....the list goes on.
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