Mrs. Rohini Roy (Teacher of Additional Computers subject):- Today, we will learn about the basic commands of DOS. Restart all the computers and open it in MS-DOS mode. All of you are seeing a black screen on your computers, right!
Class IX Students of Additional Computers:- Yes, madam!
Mrs. Roy:- Now, Bhavesh. You are in which drive?
Bhavesh:- I am in D Drive, madam.
Mrs. Roy:- So, if you want to go to the C Drive, what will you do? Already it is showing D:\>
Riku:- Madam, we will write C: there. That is, it will look like this; D:\>C: and then press the ‘Enter’ button. Now, we have entered the C Drive.
Mrs. Roy:- Right answer, Riku. At least you have opened the book of MS-DOS and completed reading the 3rd chapter of it. Now, I do not like the font color of the letters in DOS. I want to change the color. How to do it? Type the DOS command ‘Color 5’ in the DOS mode. Tell me, what happened?
Binodini:- Madam, the font color is purple now.
Mrs. Roy:- What is your favorite color, Binodini?
Binodini:- Light Green, madam!
Mrs. Roy:- Tathastu…Type the command, ‘Color A’. You will get that font color. Now, let me give you a small task. Type the commands ‘Color 7’ and then ‘Color F’ and tell me the difference in the output of these two DOS commands.
Ravishankar:- Both have the same output, madam.
Mrs. Roy:- No, wrong answer.
Harpreet:- Madam; no, it is not the same output. For the command, ‘Color F’, the font color is very much whitish, whereas for the command, ‘Color 7’, the font color is white but very sober for our eyes. It is light white.
Mrs. Roy:- Right answer. Good! Look at the DOS command screen of your computer. You have used so many commands in that DOS prompt, right! Now, delete all those commands. I mean to say, clean out the DOS screen. I don’t want to see any command on the screen.
Raghav:- We will close the DOS prompt and restart it again?
Mrs. Roy:- No, we don’t need to restart it. Just type the command ‘CLS’. It will clear the screen of DOS prompt. Ok, now I want to see the contents in my D drive. What to do? Just type the command ‘DIR’.
Raghav:- Yes, madam! We can see all the files in our D drive now. That’s great!
Mrs. Roy:- Ok, now the bell has rung. See you in the next class, but, before going out of the class, let me give you a home task. Next day, I want the answer of this question; what is the difference between the commands, ‘DIR/A’ and ‘DIR/Q’. Whoever will answer it in the next class; I will give that student a small ‘5-Star’ chocolate!
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Panchanan:- Now, it is around 6.35 PM. Within 7 or 7.10 PM, you should get out of this place. Today it is Saturday; policemen have a bad habit of raiding this place after 7.30 PM in weekends to earn more money. Let me introduce Pattanayak daa. Actually, he is running his own sex racket here. I am just working under him.
Mr. Pattanayak (An anti-social cum sex racket owner):- abbey saala…********…why you people have come in a group to have some nice ******* with our girls. Anybody could have suspected your entire group. Do you know that? Policemen always keep on patrolling in this area in civil dresses to catch you such young customers. Do you know that? It is very risky for us also to let you people enter in our den. Ei…Panchanan, how much they are willing to pay for each girl or are they planning to go for a group sex?
Panchanan:- No, no, Pattanayak daa, they have never done sex before; forget about group sex. I told them to pay 200 bucks per girl.
Mr. Pattanayak:- ha ha ha…the girls in our sex racket are of good quality. 200 bucks is not enough. Protyekta Jhee pila paai nyunotama 500 tonka dite poribo…
Hardayal (whispering at Rabi):- Abbey…yeh Oriya maal kya bakta hai bey…
Rabi (whispering at Hardayal):- Pataa nahi saala…Agar pehle pataa hota ki...Panchanan is an employee of a sex racket, we would have never gone for a deal with him.
Dolui:- What to do? They are asking 500 bucks.
Parag:- We will go back. Saala hum hee logon ka energy waste hogaa aur paisa bhi hum hee log kharcha karenge…uuh…Yeh…Oriya maal ko bol…thoda rate ghataney ke liye…we can give up to 300 bucks only.
Mr. Pattanayak:- Ok! 300 bucks per girl is ok! Panchanan, for per 300 bucks, I will take 110 bucks and you will take 70 bucks. The rest amount of 120 bucks, you give it to the girls.
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Panchanan:- Just follow me this way. I will take you to the girls’ den. Accha…you all keep these things. There are some packets of ‘Kohinoor Pink’. ‘Deluxe’ is very risky as it bursts. It has happened for many of our clients before.
Gurcharan:- You could have given us dotted ‘Kamasutra’. I have heard that it is far better than any other caps.
Panchanan:- I have no idea about it. Be satisfied with whatever you are getting. Accha, listen, those girls always have a tendency to abuse their new customers both mentally and physically. Ektu saamle…aar try to get out of here around 7 PM. It is risky for me also. I will be right at that room to stroke a girl. I will finish it up within 15 minutes. Don’t worry.
Bhavesh:- Uff…baba Panchanan…kuch gadbad hogaa toh nikaal lena ish jagah se…baapre baap…
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Rosy:- kya re…******…******…..khaali peeli…thobra dekhta rahega kya…saala….**** ******…pant utaar…*****.
Gurcharan:- Saala…**** ****…gaali kam aur kaam jyada kiya kar…chal aaja..chush le…
Rosy:- No, I can’t suck it up for 120 bucks. Give me another 200 bucks and then I will suck it.
Gurcharan:- No, you don’t have to suck…I will just pounce on you and go back home.
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Bhavesh:- Oh! Shit! After seeing your hot naked body, everything came out from my pipe. Oh! My ‘Stuart Little’ is so active and fast!
Lily:- Eke bole…Shigra Patan…go and consult Dr.Lodh…ha ha ha…
Bhavesh:- Anyway, I will try to heat it up again.
Lily:- It will not happen so easily. Generally, we don’t allow any customer to enjoy us if that thing comes out too early. Better luck next time. Come prepared next time to vibrate on me. It happens for some people when they come here for the first time. Better luck next time. You can go now.
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Champa:- You just completed the entire process within 5 minutes. No kissing, no oral sex. Strange!
Parag:- I have already given the money, naah! That’s why; I had to pierce it on your blackish hole. Otherwise, believe me, you are very unclean. Even this place is so unhygienic. I don’t how you people live here and enjoy sex.
Champa:- He he he…I am not a queen of a palace! Don’t you have a girlfriend to enjoy her? After all; you are very handsome.
Parag:- Why are you asking so many questions to me? Have I asked you any question?
Champa:- Ha ha ha…Ei, your wrist watch is lying on the floor. Dress yourself up. I am asking you questions because you seem to belong to a good family. What question will you ask me? I was born in a hell and living in a hell only.
Parag:- Who told you to come in this profession if it is a hell?
Champa:- No one comes in this profession by her own wish. Like many girls out here, I was also a victim of human trafficking. When I was 14 years old, I used to perform ‘Nanga Naach’ (Nude dancing in rural areas) in a remote village of Bihar. Poverty compelled me to enter into that dancing business. My parents never complained when my maternal uncle wanted me to perform nanga naach. When I was 16 years old, I got married to a local boy of our village. My hubby sold me to an owner of sex racket in Varanasi. They raped and molested me for so many times that I became a perfect bitch for the flesh market.
Parag:- Anyway, I am not interested to hear all these emotional stories. Who knows; maybe, you are saying a filmy story only. Your hubby sold you; that means; you are alone now. No hubby, no children.
Champa:- No, I have two children. After coming to Kolkata, I married a garage mechanic. Everyone in my family knows about my profession, because they know the pain of hunger in their belly due to poverty.
Parag:- Today, you have a hot body to satisfy your customers, but, what will happen to your family, when you will grow old?
Champa:- By that time, my children will be able to look after themselves, naah…so, tension khatam…jaisi bhi ho hum apni gujaara kar lenge…Take this 50 bucks.
Parag:- What! Why are you giving back 50 bucks to me?
Champa:- I wish I could have given you back the entire money, but, I have to keep something for my children. Take back these 50 bucks.
Parag:- But, why! It is your money now, as you have satisfied me.
Champa:- You are perhaps the only customer in my life, who have not uttered a slang language to me. Each and every customer who comes here starts saying slang languages to me. After those mental abuses, they start their real job on me. You are a good boy. Why the hell have you come here? Do you know the risk of coming here? Policemen can pick you up anytime to abuse you or humiliate you. Moreover, I also don’t know, whether I have a very active HIV virus in my body or not. Already, I am taking medicine to cure STD in my body.
Parag:- What! Arrey! You could have told me earlier that you are suffering from STD.
Champa:- You, idiot! In any brothel, no sex worker will say you about it. You want sex and they want money. That’s all. Anyway, take the money and never dare to visit a brothel again. Have a girlfriend or wife and enjoy with her only. Go now! Bye!
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Rabi:- Whose idea was that to visit a Red Light Area?
Dolui:- Ei jeh…ei saala…Parag er idea…
Parag:- Me…Oh! Now all of you are pointing fingers at me. Actually, Gurcharan provoked me. Not only me, he provoked everyone.
Gurcharan:- Galti ho gaya boss! I will never go there again. Kya kya gaali de rahi thi woh…baapre…zindagi mein kabhi woh sab gaali nahi suna maine…
Parag:- Meri waali toh apni dukh bhari kahaniya suna rahi thi…50 rupiya bapas bhi kar diya sasuri ne…
Bhavesh:- It was a total wastage of money, I tell you. In my case, it was total wastage.
Ganga:- Tauba…tauba…Ram…Ram…Ram…you people went there. Babah! I am happy with my girlfriend only.
Dolui:- Ha ha ha…Ganga daa dar ke mare bhag gaya yahan se…Anyway, it was an experience of visiting an unhygienic hell. I felt like vomiting after going inside that lane itself. I don’t know about you people, but, I will never ever visit a Red Light Area in my life and I will never recommend anyone to go there.
Hardayal:- Arrey…sirf tu kya…hum log bhi kabhi nahi jayenga kisi bhi Red Light Area mein.
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Arindam (sitting in the 3rd bench and whispering):- Ehi…Tiya…What will be answer of this question, ‘Why Netaji Subhashchandra Bose resigned from All India Congress Party?’
Tiya (sitting in the 2nd bench and whispering):- jani na…The reason of his resignation is not written in our History textbook. It is only written that he resigned…disturb korish na…please…
Mrs. Poddar (Guard of the Half- Yearly Exam):- Who is talking inside this classroom? I have made such an easy History paper for Class IX, and still you people are cheating from others. Shame on you, people!
Pallavi (A student of Class VIII sitting beside Tiya):- He he he…Madam! I think the students of Class IX have not studied their history text book thoroughly.
Mrs. Poddar:- Exactly! That’s the reason. By the way; who told you to pass comments on your seniors. You concentrate on your exam. Don’t forget that, next year, you will also be in Class IX.
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Bhanu (sitting at the last bench and whispering):- Oi…Srabanti…ektu India Map taa dekha naa…Where is this Tapi River? Show me the India Map.
Srabanti (sitting at the 2nd last bench and whispering):- Aah! Disturb korish naa…I can’t show you now. Don’t forget that Mrs. Kundu is a very strict guard.
Mrs. Kundu (Guard of Half-Yearly Exam):- Please don’t talk among yourselves!
Atanu (A student of Class VIII sitting beside Bhanu):- Eh..baba…eita jano na…Tapi river is in Western India. Give me the India map, I will draw it for you, but, on one condition, you tell me the answer of this question, ‘What is the range of the pH of human blood?’
Bhanu:- It is 7.8. Oh! They have asked about range, naah! Ok, write it as 7.5 to 8.
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Joseph:- Hey guys! Our guard, Bairagi Sir has gone out of the classroom. Come on! Let us discuss the answers. Go to question number 9 of the question paper. They have given 10 proverbs to elaborate within 50 words each carrying 3 marks. Out of those 10 proverbs, 6 proverbs are very easy. They are; ‘Truth is bitter’, ‘Rome was not built in a day’, ‘When in Rome, do as the Romans do’, ’No pains, no gains’, ‘Barking dogs seldom bite’, and ‘Fortune favors the brave.’ Now, tell me the meaning of the proverb, ‘High winds blow on high hills.’
Nonigopal:- Maybe, it means that big people face big difficulties.
Kanchan:- Ok, we will elaborate on that…hyajate bolechey…ektu hejiya debo…accha, what is the meaning of this proverb, ‘Gather thistles and expect pickles’.
Tiya:- Pickles maane toh Aamer Achaar. But, what is the meaning of ‘thistles’.
Revathi:- I think, it has the same meaning of, ‘As you sow, so you reap.’
Satya:- Are you sure about it? Ok! We will write that. What about the proverb, ‘Learning breeds controversy.’
Arindam:- ‘Jaanar kono sesh naai…janaar chesta britha taai…’
Satya:- Earki maarish na…If you know the answer, then tell us.
Arindam:- ‘Era jato besi jaane…tato kam mane…ar tato prashno kore…’
Sudeshna:- Ha ha ha…We have got the answer…The more you learn, the more you question and you don’t accept any answer unconditionally. So, ultimately, you create a controversy of your own discovery and keep on researching and questioning further.
Arindam:- It is itself a controversial proverb to write on…he he he….
Jahar:- Accha…what is the meaning if this proverb, ‘Many a little makes a mickle’. What do you mean by the word, ‘mickle’.
Prakash:- I also don’t know the meaning of ‘mickle’, but, ‘many a little’ means, it is telling to do something bits by bits to make it bigger one day. It is like constructing a house or a monument. Every day, you are constructing layers by layers to make it a full house or monument.
Joseph:- I think, this idea will be the appropriate one to write about.
Mr. Bairagi (entered inside the classroom):- For 5 minutes, I went out of the class and you people started talking among yourselves. This is your Half-Yearly Exam, not a class test. I hope that almost all of you have completed discussing about the questions within these 5 minutes. If you have not done that, then you are unlucky. Sorry; I will not give any 2nd chance for those unlucky ones. If I find anyone talking, then God will not come down from the heaven to protect you from me. Mind it!
Students of the classroom:- Ha ha ha…
Mr. Bairagi:- Don’t laugh. This is an examination hall. Concentrate on your exam papers. All hooligans! Oh!
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