Kolkata Akashbaani News Channel:- Namaskaar, I am Tarun Chakraborty and you are listening News in English from Akashbaani Kolkata. The Kolkata Meteorological Department has predicted that there will be a heavy downpour for the next 24 hours in Kolkata due to formation of a low depression in Bay of Bengal. Though, Mr.Goldar of the Meteorological department have said that the depression will move towards Bangladesh to become stronger which may result into heavy thunderstorms with a speed of 90 Km/hr along the coastal areas of Sundarbans.
Nayantara:- Ogo suncho! Take a leave today.
Nagenchand:- Oh! Yeah! Is your father, the MD of our bank? For a low depression in Bay in Bengal, I cannot take a leave and whatever Mr.Goldar predicts, just the opposite thing happens. He is the Mr.Guldar. I know that it is raining since 4 AM. The roads are waterlogged now, but still I have to go to the office today. What about Nonigopal? Will he go to school or not?
Nonigopal:- Of course, dad! Today is our first day of afternoon session school.
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Kanaklata:- Arrey, Noni, nice to see you again. Come, come sit beside me. I am seeing you after a long time. You have grown up now. Now, you are wearing full pants…he he he…
Nonigopal:- Oh! Kanak di…everyone has to grow up. Look out of the window, Kanak di, the roads are completely waterlogged. Will the rain stop today or not?
Kanaklata:- Who knows! But, I will be very happy if our school declares a holiday for rainy day. Already, Vidya Bharati & Gokhale School has declared rainy day today. My friends from those schools are in their house and enjoying Khichuri, Begun Bhaja, korkorey aloo bhaja, aloor dum, Daaler boraa, aamer chatni and fried Hilsha….he he he…
Nonigopal:- Oh! Kanak di…I am feeling hungry now.
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Conductor Singhji:- Ei, everyone should sit inside the school bus. No one should try to come down. The streets are completely waterlogged.
Darowan Pandeyji:- Oye, Singh ji, bacchey log school main kaise ghoosengey…charon taraf paani hee paani hain.
Conductor Singhji:- Do one thing. Bring out 3-4 big benches and keep them in line. Children will enter the school by walking on benches.
Darowan Pandeyji:- Arrey, Sardar ji, your brain is very sharp. Wait, I will bring out some big benches.
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Prakash:- Probably, there will be no Assembly Prayer today in the playground as it is completely waterlogged. I do not like this classroom. In class V, our classroom was at 5th floor, and now in class VI, our classroom is at the ground floor and that too beside the main gate. Everyone can see us. We can also see the entire lane from the windows. Ha ha ha…look at Satya as if he is walking in the swimming pool.
Kanchan:- Arrey, actually, the road that connects to the lane of this school from Eastern Park is very low-lying. That’s why; it becomes too waterlogged. I came from that side only. See my condition. My pants are completely wet. Water was at my waist-height.
Nonigopal:- Our school bus was coming from that side only. Eastern Park has become Eastern Lake. Our Bus was making sound, as if we were on a steamer boat. When the bus was passing through the waterlogged road, the small waves were creating problems for the persons standing on the footpath and we were shouting with joy.
Rabi:- Arrey, the Harish Mukherjee road is in worse condition. Waters have entered the Gurudwara as well as the premises of Gokhale Memorial School. Our School bus came from that side only. Girls of Gokhale School were so happy and dancing with joy, because they got a holiday today for rainy day.
Revathi:- The same is the condition near Lake Market and Rashbehari Avenue. All roads are waterlogged.
Arindam:- Stop those discussions. Can anyone tell me whether we will get a holiday today or not? I am completely wet. My leather shoes and socks are also wet. If I continue to attend classes in this condition, I will surely have a fever.
Bidisha:- Are you feeling ashamed to remove your wet shoes and socks from your legs. Idiot!
Mrs.Kundu:- Good morning children!
Students of Class VI A:- Good morning, madam.
Mrs. Kundu:- I hope this is Section A of class VI.
Bhanu:- Section A? Madam, is there any other section of Class VI?
Mrs.Kundu:- Of course! Last year, 28 students failed in class VI. They are all in Section B of class VI. By the way, let me introduce myself. I am Mrs. Kuhu Kundu, your class teacher.
Ganga:- Madam, please declare a holiday. We are all wet. We will have fever if we do class today.
Mrs. Kundu:- Husssh…even all we teachers want the same thing to happen. But, Mr. Roland is yet to arrive to school. He will take the final call after reaching the school. Till then, just relax. Today, on the first day, I will not take any class.
Fatima:- Madam, then please tell us a nice story till the Principal reaches here.
Mrs. Kundu:- Yeah, that’s a nice idea. Ok, on this rainy day, I will tell you the story of ‘Noah’s Ark’.
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Mr.Roland:- Oh! Sorry ladies and gentleman. I was stuck in a traffic jam. So, what’s the situation! I am finding very few staffs inside the staff room. Are they absent or taking classes?
Mrs. Samaddar:- No, Sir, many of them are absent due to heavy rain.
Mr.Richards:- Sir, let us declare a holiday today. All the other schools have already declared.
Mr. Roland:- Yeah, sure, sure! Even I am wet today. I may have fever also…ha ha ha…declare the rainy day.
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Mr. Roland:- Good morning students!
Students of Class VI (both the sections of class VI assembled at the playground):- Good morning, Sir.
Mr.Roland:- So, yesterday, I hope you all have enjoyed the holiday at home. Anyway, from today onwards, you are in High School. The word ‘High’ has its own significance. You are not kids now. Now, you all are grown-up children, though still immature. I don’t know what you guys did in the morning session, but in the afternoon session, you have to maintain certain basic ethics and discipline. First and foremost, you have to enter inside the school premises 5 minutes before 11 AM. If anyone enters the school after 11.05 AM, he will be marked absent for the entire day (except during exams day) and you will be sent back home, if you try to enter the school after 11.15 AM. Shoes should be clean and polished. No long stylish hairs like Salman Khan or Sanjay Dutt. If I find anyone with long hairs, he will get some nice treatment from me. I am also a good barber in emergency cases. Bangles are strictly prohibited for boys. You are coming to school to study, not to show hooliganism. Hairs should be combed. Uniform should be neat and clean. No long nails, not even in case of girls. And another thing, no one should directly come to my office room without prior permission from his/her respective class teacher. I hate to hear false complaints. If it is a genuine one, then only come to me, otherwise not. Now, you people can go to your respective classrooms.
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Tamang:- Eh..Mr. Roland is not as nice as Mr. Bradman. Mr. Roland seems to be too strict.
Santu:- Hmm…sorry, no comments about it. Accha…what period do we have now?
Tamang:- Mathematics class.
Mr.Kunti:- Good afternoon students!
Students of class VI A:- Good morning, Sir.
Mr.Kunti:- Today is your first class with me. I will take your Mathematics class. My name is Chanchal Kunti.
Students of class VI A (Banged their benches and started laughing):-Ha ha ha…ho ho ho…
Ganga:- Naa naa…Kunti…Kunti…
Mr. Kunti:- What is there to laugh? Who passed that comment? Yes, please stand up! Who passed that comment, I want to know! I will do nothing to that person, but please stand up and admit it. You last bench corner, stand up. Who made that comment?
Arindam:- What comment, Sir! I have hardly heard anything. Everyone was laughing and I couldn’t hear anything.
Mr.Kunti:- Ok, ok, sit down. Whoever has passed that comment, I am warning that person. Don’t go by my innocent face. When I become angry, even God also cannot control me. I am a very dangerous person, when I am in angry mood. Be careful!
Ganga (whispering to Joseph):- Our Maths class will be a very entertaining class for us…he he he…
Mr. Kunti:- Ok, in your previous classes, you have solved all the arithmetical problems without assuming anything. But, from now on, you will learn a special type of mathematics, known as algebra. In algebra, we will assume a variable X to solve the problem.
Ganga:- Sir, please explain in detail. I can’t understand.
Mr. Kunti:- Who told you to interrupt me? Have I told you ask me question when I am teaching about something. Please come out of your seat. Just stand beside the blackboard. So, students, say this boy who is standing beside a blackboard is a variable X and the amount of money he has in his purse is the variable Y. Suppose, I am a variable V and I assume that the amount of money in my purse as variable Z. So, the variable (X+V) possess a total amount of money, which can be represented by the variable (Y+Z). Therefore, without having any exact numerical figures also, we can get some results of complex problems by assuming certain variables. For the time being, you just need to learn about Functions of X, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of variables. After your Half-yearly exams, I will teach you the H.C.F, L.C.M and middle term factors. Hey, what’s your name?
Ganga:- My name is Ganga, Sir. Now, can I go to my seat, Sir?
Mr. Kunti:- No, not so early. Take that chalk and write down on the blackboard. Let f(x) = x+3 where x=2. What is the value of f(x)? Can anyone tell me the answer? You just have to put the value of x in this function.
Ganga:- I know the answer, Sir. It will be 5.
Mr. Kunti:- Good! Go back to your seat and please don’t pass comments in the class if you don’t have the courage to admit it when caught. We have also studied in schools and colleges. We have also passed this stage where we also used to pass comments at our teacher.
Ganga:- Sorry, sir! I will not do it again.
Mr. Kunti:- It’s ok! Just sit down. Oh! The bell has rung. Ok, students, I will finish the 1st chapter on Function in the next class. It is very easy. You people can even complete the first 10 problems of the Exercise-1 as your homework. Maintain 2 copies of algebra; one for class work and the other one for homework.
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Bhanu:- Guys! Please maintain silence. Class VI B is having their classes at the next classroom.
Dolui:- O…when the students of Class VI B shout at the top of their voices, then don’t we feel disturbed. We will also disturb them.
Riku:- Excuse me! Both of you are the monitors of this class, right?
Bhanu & Jahar:- Yeah! Yeah! Why?
Riku:- Can’t you control them? If you can’t control them, then I have to complain about it to Mr. Roland. We are having an Unit Test. Our English teacher is getting very angry.
Jahar:- We know that you are the monitor of Class VI B, but that does not mean, that you will order us like that.
Ganga:- Aiyee ki holo…sokkal sokkal etoh jhamela kiser…ei Jahar, what happened?
Arindam:- aah! Nothing has happened, Ganga daa…I will handle it. Riku, don’t be angry, yaar. Actually, we have Hindi (3rd Vernacular) class now. We don’t even know who is our Hindi teacher? Whether she will come today or not?
Riku:- Is that our headache, Arindam? Can’t you people maintain silence when there is no teacher in the class?
Raqeeb:- Hey…you…whatever is your name, I don’t care. You are not the teacher of this school and not even our class monitor. You cannot say like that to us. Just go back to your class. Let us do what we can do.
Riku:- Class VI A is full of hooligans.
Arindam:- Arrey, Raqeeb bhai…you could have told her softly. She went back to her class with lots of anger.
Raqeeb:- I know, Riku belongs to your Blue house and you have some weakness towards her, but sorry, I don’t like her attitude…ek toh saali ney ek class mein fail kiya hain aur ulta attitude dikhati hain…
Bidisha:- Aah! Raqeeb! Don’t tell this brutal truth in front of Arindam…He will feel so sad…
Arindam:- Bidisha! Mind your tongue!
Bidisha:- Hee hee hee….Sorry Arindam! I am not talking with you. I am talking to Raqeeb only.
Raqeeb:- Ha ha ha…
Meenakshi:- Arrey, stop all these quarrels…we are feeling bored…teacher is not coming also. Come on, let us sing some songs.
Tamang:- Oye…oye…oye oou…aaa…tirchi topiwale…o o o ou…
Dolui:- No, no, sing this song…’amma dekh…aa dekh…tera munda bigra jaye…amma dekh…’
Joseph:- Dhaath…you people are singing all those old songs. Sing the latest hot songs; naah…Have you people not heard the song of ‘Khalnayak’ or what? ‘Main Nayak nahi…khalnayak hoon main…’
Sudeshna:- Arrey, yeh toh…Sanju baba ka film hain.
Nonigopal:- You people are not singing the ultimate popular song of the ‘Khalnayak’ film, ‘Choli ke peechey kya hain.’
Ganga:- Oh! Yes! Come on! We the last benchers, let us start singing the song together.
Last Benchers (all the last benchers were singing the song, some were dancing & at that moment, the Hindi teacher, Mrs. Khurana enters the classroom):- Kukh kukh…choli ke peechey kya hain…choli ke pecchey kya hain…
Mrs.Khurana:- Oh! My God! What is happening in this class? Wait; let me complain about it to the Principal.
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Mr. Roland:- Madam was 15 minutes late in entering your class and you people assumed it to be a free period. How dare you people sing that song? Madam, what was that song?
Mrs. Khurana:- Sir, the song was ‘Choli ke peechey kya hain…’
Mr. Roland:- Yes, how dare you people sing that song, ‘Chouli key peecheye kyaa haayen..’ You people are in class VI and you people are too obsessed with these types of songs. Next time, if you sing that song, I will suspend all of you.
Chinmoy:- Sorry Sir! We will never sing that song inside the school.
Mr.Roland:- Yeah, yeah, it’s ok! Sing that song for 100 times outside the school, but not inside the school. Women with good figures may feel humiliated. Please be careful, next time, ok. Now go. And Madam, they have apologized. Forgive them. They are just little kids.
Mr. Khurana:- Little Kids! Uuh…I know, what they are. I will not give more than 60% marks in Hindi paper to any student of Class VI A. Let them feel who I am.
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