What a boy he deserves to be thrashed. I have also received reports of his getting into fights with other boys. Send for him. “Mohan! Hey Mohan!
HURRY AND GET TAPAN OF CLASS V!!
YES SIR?!!OK SIR!!
WELL COME WITH ME!!
“Do you know this gentleman?”
You are Tapan aren’t you?!?
YES SIR !OK SIR!
“Yes, Sir. He lives in our village.”
“Well, is it true that last evening you and your friends threw stones at his shop? Tell me the truth, or I will flog the skin off your back.”
“Yes, Sir. It is true that I threw stones at his shop with Ratan and others.”
Let me introduce the reader to the boy named Tapan. He is the second son of Ratan the clerk of Padumani village. Although rather thin, he is strong, somewhat dark and has bright eyes. He is quite good at his studies. But both at home and outside, there is no end of his pranks. He is always getting into trouble. But it must be admitted that he is never the first to pick a quarrel. But if anybody offends him he never hesitates to give as good as he gets. He is the leader of his age group and is always ready to take up the cudgels on their behalf. He is popular and respected by his companions.
“Why? Why did you do that, you rascal? Answer me,”
“Even so, what you did was not right. It is wrong to harm the property of others. If the shopkeeper is dishonest it is for the Government or the village panchayat to take up the matter. It is none of your business. Hold out your hand!
“Sir, this man cheats. He charges higher prices and gives less. Moreover, he had introduced a new kind of paper bag, which is padded at the bottom. The day before yesterday we bought a kilo of dal from him. When we weighed the content at home, it turned out to be only eight hundred grams. The padding in the bag weighed fifty grams; he had short-weighed one hundred and fifty grams. It is common knowledge in the village. When I questioned him about it he abused me and chased me out of his shop. That is why I and other boys threw stones at his shop.”
After completing primary school at village, Tapan had gone for a year to a High School, fifteen miles away and stayed with his uncle. Now he is back home and studying at Jnanpeeth High School, a mile and half from his village.He had only been to Jnanpeeth a month and already there was a complaint against him. Haren, the shopkeeper of Padumani village, had complaint to the headmaster that Tapan and number of other boys had thrown stones at his shop the previous evening. Tapan had been the ringleader.Tapan came in with the chowkidar and after glancing timidly at the headmaster stood with head lowered. Swinging his cane the headmaster demanded,
“Wait, you big bully! I will tame you,”
The headmaster thundered. The headmaster looked at the shopkeeper; his face was crimson. The headmaster thought for some time. Then turning to Tapan he said .Tapan received five strokes of the cane. When he returned to his class, his classmates looked at him sideways and sniggered
There was another incident few days later. It is concerned a fierce ox which was menacing the locality. It had gored several people. If anyone approached it with a stave it would charge at them. Everyone was terrified of it. The effrontery of the animal aroused Tapan’s spirit.During the school-break he bought a stave and a piece of string and slowly approached the ox. Waiting for the right opportunity he jumped onto its back and put the string in his mouth as if bridling a horse. The ox was taken by surprise but the moment he felt the weight on its back it started stamping, and buckling. It broke into a gallop hoping to throw the tormentor off its back.
Meanwhile the school-break was over and class had resumed but Tapan was busy taming the ox. He managed to keep himself on the back of the tossing, buckling bronco, holding the string firmly. He patted the ox’s back. That further enraged the animal. It crashed into the school compound and then into the room of class VII. The teacher and the students were petrified and scattered in all directions, shoving and pushing their way out of the classroom. In the stampede many of them stumbled and fell. The teacher Rajani Saharia, managed to escape unhurt by running outside. Several glass-panes were broken by the horns of the wildly prancing animal. Finally, the dazed ox ran bellowing desperately into the school field and fell on its side. A few seconds later it jumped up and ran for its life, without backward glance.