Actually my thappad story was quite funny. I was new to the school and still unaware of horror which Principal sir used to command. Thus during the tiffin time, as usual everyone was playing under the jamun tree and I too.There used to a big jamun tree infront of our upper kg class. The problem started when Principal sir came out of his room after the bell rung. Every one rushed to there classes except me, still oblivious of the coming threat.Actually I was bit surprised by the sudden isolation. He saw me alone playing under the tree. Probably he was also surprised by my defiance. He came near me, pulled me down from one of the branches which I was using as jhoola and gave a tight slap. Man that was the day I realized he was the person whom you should fear. I think that is called "learning by experience" :)
