The School Bully Of Chenkal....

The school bell rang & all the boys ran towards the classroom, all dressed in white for the morning drill. "The Narayan Vidhyalya" stood tall with it's majestic architecture, a playground on one side & the large dormitory on the left, an old boys school, with a history of young scholars making their way to the US for higher studies.



'Tan-tan' the school alarm for the commencement of first period made its way, but the run was interrupted by an announcement by the Principal : "Good Morning Boys ! Please pay heed ; Each class must select two students as there representatives for the students to vote for their class scholar-cum-president " the voice broke out. There was a huge chaos in the corridor, boys wispered whom they thought would be an ideal choice in their respective classes.

Mr. Subramaniam entered the 6th grade, 'silence boys', he ordered.
"So, you all must be discussing about the class representatives for this term, I would be choosing one from my side & one would be chosen with your consent, after which, voting would be held at the end of this week. So are you kid ready?" he sighed

"Yes" the boys retorted in unison.
Mr. Naidu, is a very bright student getting an A in every subject, he is one of our football champs as you all very well know. A thinker as such a young age I would say he's the best bet for the positions, also he's has been winning a lot of medals in debate the past 2 years. So he's my selection for the class scholar, this time.

The boys clapped!!
But some one was not happy, he broke open his lunch box & adjusting his belt, took a big bite of vada dipped in sambhar. He then took another bite from another tiffin sliding it under the desk, after a moment of silence Mr Subramaniam asked, so who's the other representative you wish to name my boys? A contender for this post ?
Combing his hairs with the dirty oily fingers Chinappa stood up, I would like to give my name SIRs.

Subramaniam Sir, was taken aback, he knew that Chinappa was the class bully, no one would oppose his selection, while he was the last in class, he stood as the pioneer of inventing new methods to disturb his fellow mates & teachers. Everyone was aware of what misdeeds he committed yet no one had the guts to really complain. He was suspended several time by the Principal after teachers could not take his behavior any more, but he would still come to class at the pretext of being the Trustees Son.

"Does anyone has a problem with thata ?" he exclaimed in his tamil accent.
The teacher went to the blackboard & wrote Profit & Loss... So we would be working on higher problems from now.........he was interrupted........ But Sirs what about the Representatives? Chinappa asked in a fierce  tone?
"Does anyone has a problem guys?" The teacher asked, expecting that every child in the class would nod at this question ; a quite yes came from the crowd.

The class ended, Chinnapa made his way to the front desk & said in his hoarse voice,
"I will win, I will crush his legs who-ever-a try to vote for this smally tiny thing named Naidu, he might be a scholar but I am the unprecedented king of 6th grade, who will protect you from the harsh blows of reality if I am not there. Do you prefer life over votes? Think about it guysss, I am here lisening.... "

Nobody said a word, their was a pin-drop silence in the class, Naidu stood up from his desk & came beside where Chinnapa was standing. He said : "Yes, Chinnappa you are absolutely right, you think that you are fierce & bold, owing a tiger's might in your fist, but maybe you are wrong my friend..."


"What...." Chinnapa shouted in a rude voice. "Are you out of your mind, naidu.... ?"
"I am in my very senses Chinnapa, when the tiger has not fought with the lion he thinks he's the best, but once they come face to face & he is defeated then only he realizes true, reality..."
"So you referring yourself as the lion, Mister Naidu??"

"Maybe " retorted Naidu.
"See at your built you mouse"....
"Size doesn't matter, in fights my friend..."
"So shall I crush your head & break your legs to make you realize what trouble you have got into, after talking to me like this" Chinnappa's arrogance said.
"Not, now. Everything must occur at the right time, so be ready with your fist & whatever you got in that belly , tonight sharp at 7, near the old Chinnur lake" Naidu voiced the statement in a very calm tone

The Chinnur lake flowed near the "Askara Temple" near the daily market of Chenkal, a small town near the city. Naidu's father was a forest officer, he was always interested in studies hence his father moved to Chenkal for getting the young Naidu enrolled in the Narayan Vidhyalya. He was a man of values, he wanted the best for his family, he saved every penny he could spare wishing for a bright future for Naidu.

The Chennur Lake



On the contrary, Chinnappa's father , Mr. Govind was a rich, unruly businessman, he owned two schools, "The Narayan Vidhyalya" & other "The Old Sacred Hearts" (an all girls school). After the demise of Chinnapa's grandfather, the trustee ship of these schools went with Govind. He was a busy man of ill-customs & strange values, he loved his money more than his father's values. He would grab poor men's estate to increase his vast empire. A wealth laden over poor men blood, but somewhere down the line, he was stricken by such wrought passions because of his wife's death. He loved her more than anything & to forget that he was alone he made wealth cover for time....

To be continued.....

Disclaimer : All places are imaginary, I have not taken any name just selected places & events with a wish for an interesting story-line

Tribute : A tribute to my favorite author Mr. R.K Narayan :) He is undoubtedly the best, I just wish I could write a book like him some day :) Cheers !!

35 comments :

  1. Wow ... a story of rivalry between two students ... bring on the next part plzzzzzzzz

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    1. Thanks for liking it Amrit :) Will be writing it soon buddy :D Thanks a lot for reading !

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  2. very well written, waiting for the next part! I wish you luck for the book ( I don't see any reason why you won't be able to)!

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    1. Oh ! So nice of you to say that Meenakshi :) Glad you liked it dear :)

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  3. hey... that's a beautifully told story.. i would like to know the bend though.. bring it on.. :)

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    1. :) Thanks for liking, yes I would just be completing the remaining part friend, thanks :)

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  4. My Mother also used to pick the naughtiest boy as her class prefect because it made them responsible, she said.

    ✗ℴ✗ℴ ♡

    +To Me It Matters+

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    1. Haha, oh yes, a lot of teachers do that, it brings in a sense of responsibility among bullies & naggers :)

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  5. Wow! Malgudi Days kind of .... Great :)

    Regards,
    Jahid
    Flashbacks

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    1. Oh ! Yeah Jahid, I am one of the biggest fan of Malgudi days, I just wish I could write an interesting tale just like it :D Thanks for readiing !

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  6. Wonderfully written prose. I adore the feel you convey in your writing and I have said this before that your writing an innocence which is a remarkable quality. However, I would like to point out that it seems a little unclear as to who is speaking the dialogues. They appear quite mixed up and it requires an effort to understand fully which should not be the case as it takes the mind off the story. Now, the story is so intriguing, I would personally not enjoy being distracted. hehe :D.. Waiting for your next post very eagerly :)

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    1. So nice to hear so Samik :) I cleared the confusion by giving different color texts to dialogues of Naidu & Chinnapa :) Hope it's fine now. Thanks so much for reading buddy :) Will post the remaining one soon :)

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    2. I was hoping that you could tell who is saying what like

      "Blah Blah" said Person1. :P ...

      But nevermind :D. its blog, so everything is allowed. And the dialogues are clearer now :) ..
      Cheers...

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  7. Intriguing! I wonder what is Naidu actually up to. Looking at the situation, to get into a fight seems like a bad idea for Naidu no matter if he wins it or not.
    Very well written, Tanya!

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    1. Oh ! yes you pointed out a cool issue here Zunnur :) Yeah but kids of this age are bound by a sense of breaking off, they are rebelous, it's high time Chinnapa is tought a lesson :D. But, let's see what happen's next :)

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  8. Hey Tanya!...When I read this....I was strongly reminded of Malgudi days :). Very nicely written. However I couldn't quite get which person told some dialogues until finally comprehending the context..(Probably due to lack of inverted quotes)...Also, being a tamilian, I din't get what you were implying here- "Does anyone have a problem with thata" he exclaimed with his tamil accent...What is thata... As far as I know the word means grandfather....But anyways, who cares....the post was really good..I am waiting for ur next one :)

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  9. Nice tribute to RK. Oh! The Malgudi Days! Who can forget his master-piece. Waiting for the 2nd part.

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    1. So kind of you Sir to say that :) Yes! It's truly a master piece & RK with his subtle style make it such an intriguing tale :) Thanks I would try & write the second part soon !

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  10. Beautiful blog and wonderful piece of writing!

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    1. Thank you so much Audrey! Do keep visiting !

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  11. Amazingly catchy storyy.....just gulued to ur blog to read the next part

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    1. Thanks for dropping by Omkar :) Glad you liked it

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  12. Loved the way your story flowed .Does indeed remind me of the narration style of Malgudi days. The pictures used are apt and adds a flavor of its own. Awaiting the next part.

    Cheers

    Ram~Knight 4ever

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    1. Glad you could relate to it friend. I am just a novice trying to add that amazing flavor & innovation by sprinkling it with my own feeling :) Thanks for dropping by! Keep visiting :)

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  13. You are a real talent!! Kudos to you!!
    And R. K. Ji is the god of simple stories. His potrayal of common and simple people with simple issues is highly regarded.

    Also, would you please take some time to check my story? Please http://yourstoryclub.com/short-stories-love/romance-short-story-tonight-you-are-mine/

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    1. Yeah truly he's the best ! I am one of his biggest fan :D Thanks Ankit for your words will try to improve a lot more in the next part. Take care !

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  14. A lovely narrative and with such a simple setting! Enjoyed this story and hope you come out with the next part soon, Tanya:)

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    1. Welcome , Really delighted to have you here Sir. Thankyou for your word at "Coveted Dream" :) !

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  15. thanks for sharing this, it sounds like a good book!! i have a new post up if you get a chance to take a look!! x

    http://supposeishouldblog.blogspot.ca/

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  16. You left me mused waiting for the sequel! BTW Nice story Tanya :)

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  17. Beautiful piece.
    Narayan would be proud of you if he read this.
    Waiting for what follows :)

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  18. Enjoyed reading the first part. Have to check out the next :)

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  19. This is beautiful Tanya. I presume the pictures are your creation. They have come out really well :).. And I like where the plot is headed. I can sense that there is some magic that can happen here :)

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