It was when she would become the class monitor that she would transmogrify herself into a ‘Nayak’ of sorts. She would dawn on the soul of upholder of truth and justice and be the common flesh and blood no more. All this can be taken but the fact that she would have a special liking for writing my name on the board ( and I am sure every student in the class felt the same) can’t be taken. I mean while all the barbaric acts of indiscipline were being overlooked I was being punished for the least movement of the lips. Well it was fun too to steal a chat while the monitor looked away. So, the monitor would write the names of the students who would talk on the board and the teacher would punish them when she comes to the class. But there was an exception: those students who would keep silence and behave well for a period of time as felt appropriate by the monitor would have their names erased from the board. And that was the caveat that made it statistically safer to finish your talks in the first phase of the monitoring because you then have all the time to be the best student in the world. And there were these liberal monitors who would warn you at least three times before they write your name on the board. And with the smallest stint of silence, before the teacher has to enter, would erase your name. And these were exactly the monitors you want to be in good terms with. Everything said the monitors did the thankless task of disciplining us, although it must have been quite a pleasure to see the lesser mortals in their fear and subjugation.
Nice realization :)
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