Ramlal was
searching for a good school for admission of his Son. He went to a school where
Kejriwal was the Head Master. Ramlal went early in the morning along with his
Son, so that if the admission process is completed fast enough, his Son can
attend the school for that day as well.
Ramlal entered
Kejriwal’s office. Kejriwal was sitting on his chair with a muffler wrapped
vertically, covering his ears in his characteristic style.
Ramlal said,
‘Sir, Good morning. I want an admission for my Son in your school. What is the
procedure please?’
Kejriwal
replied, ‘The admission in our school is very simple. You just send an SMS or
send us a missed call and we give your admission.’
Ramlal was
surprised. He said, ‘But sir, don’t you verify any credentials before you give
admissions?’
Kejriwal
replied proudly, ‘No. We are a school with a difference. All other schools are
useless and they are not providing proper education to the students.’
Ramlal was
happy. The admission process was completed.
Suddenly,
Kejriwal looked at his watch and said, ‘Common hurry up, it is the time for
Dharna…’
Ramlal was
surprised. He said, ‘Dharna … in a school?’
Kejriwal smiled
and said, ‘Yes Dharna. Other schools call it Assembly.’
Ramlal also
stood in a corner to watch the Dharna proceedings.
Kejriwal took a
mike in his hands and said, ‘Saathiyon, we will continue our Dharna every day
till we attain our objective. What do other schools think of us? We will also
show them who we are…blah blah blah…!’
After the
Dharna was over, the students dispersed and went to their respective classes.
Ramlal chose the stay in the school, as it was his son’s first day.
Suddenly, he
found one Teacher going in a hurry with 8 – 10 students around him.
He asked a peon
nearby, ‘Sir, what is this? Who is he and where is he going?’
The peon
replied, ‘Sir, he is our Social studies teacher. He always moves around with
his Supporters … err ... students around him. He unexpectedly goes into any
classroom and catches students who are doing mischief.’
Ramlal was
surprised. He said, ‘But how does he know who is doing mischief?’
The peon said,
‘Sir, he knows everything. When he says that someone is doing mischief, Head
master also agrees with him, whether it is proven or not.’
Ramlal thanked
him for this information and started walking around the corridors. In one
class, he found some children raising hands. He was happy to see the
interaction between teacher and the students. While he stood there watching it
with admiration, one peon came to him and said, ‘Sir, you know he is one of our
oldest teachers. He always takes a referendum on what subject to teach in the
class…’ Ramlal was further surprised.
As he went to
another class, he saw a young teacher, who was reciting poetry. He thought it
was a Hindi class. But later he learnt that it was a Maths class. However, the
teacher was very much interested in reciting Hindi poems and therefore, many
times he taught Maths in the form of Hindi Poems.
This was
becoming enough for Ramlal. While leaving the school at the end of the day, he
once again met Kejriwal.
He said, ‘Sir,
what is the strength of your school?’
Kejriwal said
emphatically, ‘Well, it is over 6000 students.’
Ramlal was
absolutely surprised. He said, ‘Sir, but I did not see so many students in the
school. I could see hardly 400…’
Kejriwal said,
‘You don’t believe? See our register’. And he pushed forward a bulky register.
Ramlal opened
the register to see the names of students. There were names of Barack Obama,
Atal Bihari Vajpayee, Narendra Modi, Mark Zuckerberg etc.
Ramlal said, ‘I
am shocked. These celebrities are your students?’
Kejriwal said
with confidence, ‘They are not. But they will be soon… because we are a school
with a difference… all other schools are useless… they do not teach
anything…blah blah blah…’
Ramlal quietly
left the school with his son.
He was
seriously thinking of looking for another school for his Son.
