(my first day at the srm university )
“Aparna chawla, delhi”
“komal chandra , kerela”
“Ruby acharya, agra” ............
As the introduction session was nearing me, it was only me who knew how weird i felt. It wasn’t not only because i was a bit shy but more than that i hated to present my surname “lenka” infront of everyone.
I can’t imagine the class laughing at me. This was my first introdution to the ppl with whom i have to stay for four long years..:(..
Well, to tell you, getting this surname-o-phobia wasn’t not right from the time when i heard/understood my surname .. actually the incident goes like this:
My dad was transferred to cuttack when i just finished my fifth grade. leaving old frenzs ,old city ..and evrything ,i went to my new school , “stewart school”.. most unlucky shit thing was i got the admission between the terms...i was new and helpless at the school.
As i was giving my introduction to my sixth grade class:
“i’m jasmin lenka ,
I completed my 5th grade from vems, bhubaneswar”
Standing infront of the class and giving a introduction was not that tough, moreover i was never shy since kid.
I was next to say about my dad occupation when the whole class laughed like lunatics , i could just make out the high pitch comments.
“what lanka”? screamed a boy from some corner of the class perhaps ..
“lime and lemony lanka lanka( the add of limca those days)” it was not the same boy but someone else
And the flow of laughter continued till my teacher stamped the duster on the table and odered “ quite everyone.... i said quite”
All became quite by then but the last comment was yet to come
“sri-lanka , where is ravan” the boy in the first row shouted.
Oh boy!!!Got guts .. huh... have mine too
Within a micro seconds from his comment timing ,i found him near the place where he sat and then
A tight slap on his fair cheek.
He stood up to my height and pulled my hairs till the tears rolled down ma cheeks.
Two minutes from then, stanley (the boy who commented me)and me infront of the pricipal’s office.. Guess what my dad was called on the first day itself..
The next after the incident with stanley ,i changed three more schools but never revealed my surname in public..
Now i’m in graduation , and so grown up to think even to hit anyone. Moreover
Nobody would demand me to know the surname, if i dont feel like revealing it.
“hello miss!”
“Wake up”
Uff who is that disturbing my thoughts
“you allright, lady?” said the proffessor
Oh oh the introduction
“i’m jasmin lenka “
“i completed my 5th grade from vems, bhubaneswar”
“fifth grade! Is it what ! Great! How are you into graduation without passing the other grades”teased the lecture with his silly smile.
A bit of proffessional laugh in the class..
Crap ! what did i say! The sixth standard intro! I’m so dead!
A boy from the last bench laughed like lunatics and i didn’t turn back to look at his state of treating my first intro
“all right guys.. no need to over react!” said the proffessor
But he couldn’t stop his hilarious laugh..i wondered if my intro had nitrous oxide (laughing gas) effects..
i couldn’t help but turn back to look the way he was moonstruck...
“ oh my God!!!!!!!!! Stanley ...you!!!
SMALL WORLD ..HUH..
