"ELECTED FOR THE THIRD TIME AS CLASS REPRESENTATIVE"

“Class seven B, Irtiza Akhtar” “Class seven C, Usama Lali!” And so I was called upon the stage by my own aunt, Naheed, who is now a coordinator of senior and junior branch. I was elected for the third time as class representative. My school fellows say that I’m used to all this “calling on stage and giving certificates” kinda thingy because I get at least one or two every two months! But it’s really not like that. I always feel honored when I’m called upon the stage before the whole school which of course applauds.
I easily won the elections because there was no competition!!! I had about 15 votes out of 20. Samar (the math’s genius) got 2 or 3 votes and the others got one each! I don’t know why some duffers are elected for the class rep. “God’s glory, God’s Glory. Every monkey has a houri!” this suites them well though. When they are called upon the stage their eyes are like that of a boy who enters a candy shop and finds the shopkeeper fast asleep. Here, I can’t name them but one thing I can state for sure that Arham is excluded from the list as he is my “bestest” friend and a real true one I ever had. (ain’t I being too emotional yaar?!)During elections, every thing depend on the “treats”. If you offer a guy a pizza or a coke at least, one vote is for sure yours. Well, I admit though that I also got about 2 to 3 votes because of the treats. But I only gave the treat to one guy, Hamza Alam. At first the excuse was “Yaar, Ramzan kay baad treat dun gaa. Ramzan mein khatay huay sharam nahin aaey gi kia?!!” But then they didn’t remember the treat after the Ramzan. Only this Australian boy Hamza remembered it. So I got away with it.
Boy, I must admit that this rep. duty is really nerve wrecking. “Usama, distribute the copies!” “Usama, You should know! You are the class rep.” “call Imanat” “if the teacher was absent, then why didn’t you call some other teacher?!!” “Why are these copies on my table?!!” and most irritating of all “Please collect the copies!” when I’m on the first question out of three! What the Hell am I supposed to do after I’ve told a peon about the teacher’s absence and he disappears round the corridor’s corner after telling me he is going to call a teacher? It’s not my fault that he never came back, let alone the teacher. “These copies are on your table because the previous lesson’s teacher didn’t let me to distribute them and told me to put them on the table. Anyways it has a lot of empty space too.” is the answer exploding inside me. Anyways, if being a class rep. was so easy, every ass( I mean donkey) in the school will be having a badge over his left side’s front pocket.
In the end I’d like to say congrats to my brothers who have been loaded with this unbearable responsibility.

The next post will be about a novel I’m reading now a days or perhaps about a tribute to Heath Ledger (The Joker).