Men Boys and the female heart

Girls girls girls everywhere...
Where ever one turns... not a scent of a man.
Rightly put there were too many females put into one place and one can imagine what would be the result of a group of women in a place. I wonder how all our principals and teachers got us through this worldly matter of flesh and heart.

There were juicy gossips almost every day. There would be news about seniors eloping over the weekend, teachers having affairs, someone getting engaged, someone getting married and quiting work, so on and so forth..

To qoute Mrs:Thangam Jacob, "someone whose heart was beating rather too loud".
That was the way she put across all the matters concerning the heart!

A juicy gossip could be anything..even the not so hot stuff to the outside world was a hot topic to be discussed during the breaks, lunch and group study period. Among the various such stories of the hormone overdrive here are a few that I could recollect.

There was this girl in our class who came up one day and told that she was kidnapped by a road side romeo! I remember being about 14 or 15 years old then..
As she narrated her encounter with that guy we sat listening breathlessly unable to comprehend.
Was a it a fabrication or truth?!
This guy who had always followed her, on that particular day, had been on the look out for her with a car. As she cycled to school, he had stopped her, shooed her into the waiting car and rode off to some isolated bungalow.
He had then made her sit there for the whole day and had voiced his undying love to her.
He had also promised to love her and have her until the world ends!!
Geeks! Well the whole thing sounded to us like something out of the movies and story books.

We sat gaping at her, more intent to know if anything else happened to her... Then she said that he kissed her..
Oohhh!
An instant silence ensued as all eyes rolled in unison.
We didnt know whether to believe her or not!!
Then she she continued with her story.. that when it was about time school ended for the day, he had taken her back and dropped her at the same place where he had abducted her from.
But ofcourse with a threat that she never should utter a word to anyone about the day!
Wah! Quite a story!
But after listening to such a tale, none of us could concentrate in the class. Our minds were elsewhere wondering about the girl, the guy and the kiss.
I dont know what happened to that girl, because after 10th class she left school to study elsewhere and was never heard off again.

Some of our seniors when we were in eighth class tried to have some real fun with boys. These boys were from the school named Holy Cross, a convent in the wilderness of Ammapet. These boys were stylish, convent bred rich daredevils. Though both the schools were in far corners of the city, somehow the interactions among the same year students were made possible especially in class 10, 11 and 12.
Most of the boys knew who studied in which class in which school and the same was true among girls. A main reason to this sort of knowledge was that the two main convent schools Holy Angels and Cluny had boy students until standard four. Soon after that, the boys were sent away from the girls school and they usually moved to Holy Cross, because that was the city's best convent school for boys.

So obviously when the boys and girls grew up, they did remember their old classmates and ofcourse, all the old rivalry too! Also thanks to all the high school and secondary school tuitions handled mostly by the Holy Cross school teachers.
There was one Mr.Bond, who taught physics and chemistry, one Mr.Ju who taught Biology and a serious one Mr.Selvaraj who taught Maths. Now these tuitions were centers where many a love blossomed.
Based on such a type of acquaintance, a particular group of girls and boys got together and decided to have a picnic outing at Yercaud.
The dare devils choose to go on their own vehicles, up the hill. Now that was the time when Sunny's and Scooty's were introduced and the mobility of the girls had increased by 100 folds. But these foolish brats had worn their school uniforms and had gone up Yercaud, a very small hillstation bordering our little town.

Some stranger saw this group of boys and girls in their uniforms, smelt fish and had promptly informed the respective school princi's about this loitering. Blame it on the uniforms!
Sr. Angella and Bro. Britto literally flew up through the roof, when they came to know about this. The boys and girls were summoned in their respective schools and expulsion was talk of the day. I dont know what happened to the boys but the girls were strictly warned and were supervised directly by the school management and their parents. Some of them changed school and were never heard off. Others did a fair job in their exams and got married off early.

There was also a time when the girls used to pick a fight with the boys and vice versa reviving old rivalries. Many a times the smoke of the rivalries reached all of us and especially the princi's noses. (how they ever smelt it noone knew!!?? ) and then all hell would break loose. Interactions between the boys was somehow made possible because of all the school meets, sports meet and other cultural competitions like fancy fest, kalothsav etc..

St. John's, the boys school next door to ours was not a serious threat to the girls at that time as it had just started functioning. But Sr. Angela took no chances and saw to it that huge walls were built around the school campus that bordered St.John's.
Initially St.John's and Holy Angels used to share a mere wire fencing. I remember walking across the farms and going through St.John's football ground to reach the small gate of Holy Angel.
There were many of us jumping the small wall that divided both the schools and also the gates of St.John to get into the new Fairlands area.
Needless to say I was one of the jumpers.. My aunt lived in the neighbouring Fairlands area and I found every oppurtunity to jump over the walls to visit her. ;)
But all the good old happy days do come to an end ..Soon sky high walls were built , putting an end to all jumping and socializing.
Now the newly built barricades could put any jail to shame.

Thus ends a compilation of happenings of girls in the convent...