We have chosen 20 women for this investigation, ma’am. They
all look very young from their actual age and some makeup will also help. They
have been briefed about their mission. First we will send them each to a school
in different cities. Then they will report directly to you after 2 months.
After that you will decide whether you want them to continue or not in the same
school or not.
Well done Kumar, let us see if all this works or not.
Shonalee Saxena, age 24, was assigned a school in a village
in Punjab. It was a girls only school. She was going to be in ninth grade. She
felt really lucky to be a part of a special task force made by the education
minister of her party. She had joined this party for a year now. The education
minister has decided to do a little experiment to raise the standards of govt
schools in India. She has made a special task force of 20 women from her party
and sent them to different schools in the country. Their task was to observe
each and every detail of the school from the students prospective and report
directly to the minister. Their task will be to report teachers who use
corporal punishments, when they are banned. Report any poor teaching methods
and try to improve them. And of course the infrastructure of the school.
Shonalee was tall and dark in appearance. Her skin was silky smooth, as if you
can just slip on her body if you walk. Her skin in fact made her look younger
than her age. She was herself a teacher in a private school but she had left it
when her party came into power.
Shonalee walked inside of the school to begin her first day
of school. It was already assembly time when she reached. She joined the ninth
class line. She did not pay close attention to whatever was being said in the
assembly, as a teacher she had always found assemblies to be boring and waste
of time. Gathering in the ground for no good reason and then finally singing
like lullabies, what’s the point? Again they started singing praising their
nation, how good it was. Then they started going to classes. When Shonalee went
inside her class she thought how lucky she was to have education in a private
school.
There were tables and benches for 2 students joined and the
bench had nothing to rest their backs. Some of the desks were broken. Paint was
coming off the walls. The windows had bars on them as if in a prison. She sat
on a bench and made acquaintance with two to three girls. A fat teacher
entered, stern look, draped in a sari, with a long cane in the hand. Shonalee
hoped that cane was only for pointing on the board and not for beating. She
knew a lot about govt schools already, but this was the first time she was
attending it. For 2 months she was at the complete mercy of the teachers in
this school. The teacher asked for the new girl in the class.
“I am the new girl miss.”
“You have joined after 2 months of the academic year, when
will you be able to complete your notebook and submit to me?”
“Probably in a week.”
“A week is too much, I need your completed notebook in 2
days, all you have to do is copy all the work from someone else, what you need
a week for.”
Shonalee had no choice, she had to get down to copying from
other’s notebooks. There were 8 subjects, so eight notebooks. After her first
day at school she came back to the flat she had been given by the govt. She
started writing about the proposals she would eventually make to the minister,
that was assemblies are waste of academic time.
The next day 2 girls in Shonalee’s class were caned on their
hands for not doing their homework. The girls had tears in their eyes after the
caning finished. Another girl was ear pulled out of the class and then Shonalee
heard slapping sounds from outside. The girl remained outside the class rest of
the period. She wrote all this down in her report she was preparing. Beating
was a commonplace in the school.
The next day, it was time for Shonalee to submit her
notebooks to all the teachers of their respective subjects. She had completed
about 7 notebooks, because those teachers were very strict, but she left the
maths notebook incomplete as the maths teacher was a bit lenient. When the
maths period started the teacher asked for her notebook.
“Miss, I haven’t completed it yet, please give me one more
day.”
“Okay, you can have one more day, but today you have to
stand up on the bench and hold your ears for the rest of the period.”
Shonalee was flabbergasted at this sentence. But nonetheless
she had to do whatever was being told. She stood up on the bench and held her
ears. After so many years she was given a punishment, up till now she had been
punishing students, she now felt very stupid being punished. But to her bad
luck the principal was on round. The principal was a male and loved giving
collective punishments. He did not give punishments to one or two girls at a
time, but he collected several of them and gave them punishment in groups. He
comes on round and finds girls that are in punishments already by the teacher,
he takes them from every class until he has a group and then takes them in the
assembly ground and makes them murga, uthak baithak or whatever his mood is.
He came to the class and found Shonalee standing on the
bench. He called her out and asked her to follow him. Shonalee did, having no
idea what was to follow. There were five more girls along with him, and he
collected 6 more. Now there were altogether 12 girls with the principal,
following him obediently to the assembly ground. The sun was scorching hot. All
the girls started perspiring immediately.
“Stand in one line.” Principal ordered angrily.
Girls got in a line straight away, facing him.
“All assume murga.”
Except Shonalee all girls were not the least surprised, but
were terrified and embarrassed. Shonalee on the other hand was surprised,
shocked, flabbergasted. The emotions of embarrassment would have come if she
really believed she was becoming murga. It was a boy punishment, girls at this
age cannot. She is 24 and others are only 15 or 16. Shonalee was going through
all this thoughts when she saw that all other girls on her sides had become
murga already. The principal was staring at her with a furious glare. Shonalee
bent her body and went into the murga pose.
She had never got murga punishment before, although she had
punished some of her male students this way but only once, and they were only
class 3 students. The pain had started to set in already and she could no
longer stay calm in the pose. She started raising her buttocks up and down to
find comfort, all other girls’ buttocks were rock steady as they had practice
and knew how strict the principal was.
“Hey you, stop moving so much, remain still.” Principal said
to Shonalee.
Shonalee stopped moving her butt. Then a stick landed on her
butt and she rasped in pain. The stick landed the second time, his time more
fiercely, she wanted to rub her buttocks but could not leave her ears. Stick came
again. Shonalee wished this was the last time. But the stick landed again. Tears
had come in her eyes and she was groaning in pain now. Looked like the
principal was not done yet, stick landed again and this time this was the last
time. By intensity of the pain and the crispness of the sounds Shonalee was
sure that she must have got zebra stripes on her butt. Wait till 2 months get
over, I will get this principal out, she thought to herself. But right now she
was at the complete mercy of the principal and must keep her buttocks frozen in
mid air. Now she heard spanking sounds again. The principal was sketching lines
on someone else’s butt now for moving them. When the spanking was over all
girls now were rock solid in murga. Nobody dared to move her butt. Nobody dared
to let go of the ears, nobody dared to fidget any part of their body.
The array of 12 murgis in a straight line without moving a
single part of the body by anybody was a sight to behold for the principal. He felt
very powerful when he gave these collective punishments. He had a long history
of giving collective punishments. He loved them. Once he had all his 4
daughters along with 3 of their cousins kneel down and hold their ears in his
house garden for an hour. Their mistake was making too much noise. They were
all about 9 to 15 years of age. After a few years when the girls had even grown
to about 20 years and more, he made them do uthak baithak together because they
had failed to clean up the house. His daughters off course had to obey, and their
cousins from their mother’s side had to obey because they were death scared
from him and staying in his house.
Once he had made 5 new teachers in his school hold ears and
stand for half an hour inside his office. He wanted to go a little further by
making them do uthak baithak of kneel down but he was afraid they might resign
because of the humiliation. Giving punishments to students was a collectively
was a commonplace. Punishing the whole school during assembly was his favourite. Many times he had
made all the students murga in the assembly. Many times had them do uthak baithak,
and many times had them go back to their classes holding their ears. When he
punished the whole school that included the prefects and the headgirls. The punishments
were for no good reason, everyone knew that. It just depended on his mood.
to be continued, please stay connected.........
