Sometimes, there are days when you want to do something completely out of this world. Something new, something fun, something to laugh at when you're about 20 or so—which is why, our class decided to play Cricket in classroom.
Yeah, everything seems perfectly alright when you look at it that way, but on Saturday—our classrooms had changed and we were shifted in the boys' class while they were in ours. We barged inside the room which was now the boy's, holding a bat in one hand—and a ball in another feeling quite proud. There was no-one inside so we assumed they were out in the ground or something. One of the girls came in and said, 'Alright, put these chairs over here, those over there. We'll need to create some empty space in between.' And thus, we started doing so. After a few minutes the chairs were attached to the walls and we were standing in between, pondering what to do next. Chocolate was pretending to bat—when the girl above mentioned asked us to make teams. I was with chocolate, ofcourse—and the game began.
Our team was doing the fielding while our components were batting. Our screams of ' Tum out hogayi!' (You're out!) 'No, that's cheating!' 'Ball ko pakro yaar, tum log kar kya rahe ho?' (Catch the ball guys, what the hell are you doing?) 'RUN RUN RUN !' could be heard even from outside the class, considering how loud we were. It almost made me laugh, how spontaneous we were acting. The ball would sometimes hit the roof, bounce back and get lost in the mess of the chairs. Runs would be made till we would find the stupid ball and out someone, finally. Soon everybody was out, and the total runs made were 20. It was our turn to play, and well—not everything turns out happy. We played stupidly—like we didn't know how to play at all, and made a score of minimum 10. It was pretty suck-ish. I played good, atleast I think I did. We lost the game, nonetheless, we wanted to play more. We were heading back towards our class when our sir gave us the idea to play in the ground. On our way, we entered the science lab without a care in the world—because there were 'fishes' inside, which we wanted to see. They were pretty cute, you could say—but kept running away whenever we put our hands inside the water. We then left to play in the ground—where a couple of friends left, so we were all on our own, playing the bloody game. It was quite pathethic and boring—and I was getting tired as well.
The rest of the day passed with us craving water and playing sports. (Not me, I don't like sports.) The day ended and we went back to our homes with tired looks, and I attacked the bed—and wanted to sleep forever. I couldn't, though. I have a math test coming up and I have to study hard for it. I studied whatever I could manage to study at that time, and I'll study after I'm done posting this. And well, that's how the stupid saturday ended. I can promise you that, from now on—I'm never going to go to a Saturday again. Sure, I had fun, but I went to school only because I thought there would be studies taking place, which they weren't. THEY RUINED MY PRECIOUS SLEEP FOR NOTHING.
-Marwa
Yeah, everything seems perfectly alright when you look at it that way, but on Saturday—our classrooms had changed and we were shifted in the boys' class while they were in ours. We barged inside the room which was now the boy's, holding a bat in one hand—and a ball in another feeling quite proud. There was no-one inside so we assumed they were out in the ground or something. One of the girls came in and said, 'Alright, put these chairs over here, those over there. We'll need to create some empty space in between.' And thus, we started doing so. After a few minutes the chairs were attached to the walls and we were standing in between, pondering what to do next. Chocolate was pretending to bat—when the girl above mentioned asked us to make teams. I was with chocolate, ofcourse—and the game began.
Our team was doing the fielding while our components were batting. Our screams of ' Tum out hogayi!' (You're out!) 'No, that's cheating!' 'Ball ko pakro yaar, tum log kar kya rahe ho?' (Catch the ball guys, what the hell are you doing?) 'RUN RUN RUN !' could be heard even from outside the class, considering how loud we were. It almost made me laugh, how spontaneous we were acting. The ball would sometimes hit the roof, bounce back and get lost in the mess of the chairs. Runs would be made till we would find the stupid ball and out someone, finally. Soon everybody was out, and the total runs made were 20. It was our turn to play, and well—not everything turns out happy. We played stupidly—like we didn't know how to play at all, and made a score of minimum 10. It was pretty suck-ish. I played good, atleast I think I did. We lost the game, nonetheless, we wanted to play more. We were heading back towards our class when our sir gave us the idea to play in the ground. On our way, we entered the science lab without a care in the world—because there were 'fishes' inside, which we wanted to see. They were pretty cute, you could say—but kept running away whenever we put our hands inside the water. We then left to play in the ground—where a couple of friends left, so we were all on our own, playing the bloody game. It was quite pathethic and boring—and I was getting tired as well.
The rest of the day passed with us craving water and playing sports. (Not me, I don't like sports.) The day ended and we went back to our homes with tired looks, and I attacked the bed—and wanted to sleep forever. I couldn't, though. I have a math test coming up and I have to study hard for it. I studied whatever I could manage to study at that time, and I'll study after I'm done posting this. And well, that's how the stupid saturday ended. I can promise you that, from now on—I'm never going to go to a Saturday again. Sure, I had fun, but I went to school only because I thought there would be studies taking place, which they weren't. THEY RUINED MY PRECIOUS SLEEP FOR NOTHING.
-Marwa
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