My Childhood memories. I've written a part on last submission. Today I'm going to write some more.
We used to play cricket I told before. There is a field in medical colony. No other field was as good as it. So we used to call other outside teams to play with us. Most of the time we were the winner but sometimes we were defeated. If someday any team defeated us then next day there must be a rematch until we won.
Me, my friend Shiblu and a younger friend Shipon was the talk of the colony till the last day of our staying there. We three were always together. Only sleeping times at night could apart us. There were a lot of coconut trees in the colony. We were the team who was always stealing green coconuts from the trees.
That was the time when cold drinks were only available in glass bottles. Tinned Cans were very rare. One day we three and my younger brother bought four cans of seven up and were drinking and walking. One lady of our neighborhood saw and complained to my mother that we were drinking beer. How come she knew about beer we couldn't found but we show my mother that we drunk soft drinks. However we decide to punish her. So next night we broke all the glasses of her windows by throwing boulders.
When I was in class eight one day Shiblu told me that headmaster of Police Lines High School always touches girls shoulders and back. So we made a banner written on a white paper (স্যার আপনার মেয়ে ছাড়া আর কোনও মেয়ের পিঠে হাত দিবেন না)Sir please don't touch other than your daughters back and shoulders. Next day he beat all the male students of class eight. Cause he knew he was in class eight last day. So from that night we threw boulders on his House roof which was made of tin. This revenge continued for 3-4 months some weeks every single day and on other weeks once in two days.
That year we started smoking but not everyday. Each Friday we used to go stadium to smoke in open air where none but we were the only Human existence. Still today we don't smoke regularly as regular smokers. We tried many types of cigarettes. The most charming one was "Gudang Garam Cigarette". It was an Indonesian Cigarette made of clove and other spices.
I told that I was in Government Pilot High School from class six. Our school was more than hundred and fifty years old. There were no security grill on the windows. So it was easy to get out of classes through the windows if the class wasn't interesting or if we felt not to do any classes. Most of the time in rainy season our school area drowned under water. We used to wear sandals on rainy days. There were some plastic rubber mixed sandals from Bata named Sandak. Those became playing boats for us in school while the whole area was under water. The river Surma was beside our school so there was at least a boat journey in every week in our routine.
I had bicycles from class five. The first one was a blue hero cycle. Still I can remember the exact color. Most of the time I used to do the pedal work and Shiblu and Shipon was pillion. One day we three went cantonment by bicycle. The distance was 18km. That distance made me to learn motorcycle driving. In a month Shiblu first learn motorcycle driving which was only a matter of 30-40 minutes and later he trained me and I also took 30 minutes to learn and run in the main road.
When I was in class nine on that year we were encountered a brawl for the very first time with an outsider team and that was furious but not bloody.The next day after that day we again played a match with neighbour club and won. For the celebration we decide to make Shipon as winning victim. We took of all his clothes and threw him in the deepest part of mud water which was nearly knee-deep. We went home for shower and after 45 minutes Shipon's mother came to the field to find him out and took him home. After one hour we went his house to take him out. Nobody did mind none was angry.
That's all for now. Lot more to come on next. Thank you for reading.