Disclaimer : All the characters and events in this post are entirely not fictional. Any resemblance to any person is purely not coincidental. The post contains some disturbing images unsuitable for Heart-Patients and Children. Be Warned!
What happens when Mythology meets Modern day tragedy? A mess. That’s exactly what happened to my project in School. Mind you..This story is not all about some silly high school projects or some goofy television show. In fact, Spiderman also played a part in it.
So where do I begin ? It all started when Shakuntala met Dushyant and the whole Shakuntala-ignored-Durvasa fiasco happened. Some of you probably already know the story either from your Grandma or from the over-the-top tamil movie “Brahmarishi Vishwamitra”, while some of you may have read it in your school lessons. I had a lesson about it called “Abhijñānashākuntalam” in my Sanskrit class. Anyway, our school decided to have an Edu-Fest exhibition and we students had to showcase our projects in each department. Yeah.. you got it right .. We decided to do a a life-size model of Shakuntala. We modeled our project based on this picture :
It was around this time that the show “Art Attack” became popular in India. I along with three other girls were allotted to do this “project”. We were quite worked up and decided to art-it up ! The work started in my house. We bought some thermocol sheets, lots of Fevicol glue and a box of paint. The only thing missing was cotton to stuff the model . You know, to make it three-dimensional . So we picked up some courage and went to the nearby Sofa Shop and got some left-out cotton (from the floor) like Rag-pickers. That’s it. We kicked off our project and my house looked as though a tornado took over the place – Cotton pieces and thermocol bits everywhere. Somehow we managed to make half the portion of the model and decided to finish the rest in school . Here come’s the funny part. How did we “transport” her to my school?
She was too big to fit in an auto or any other vehicle and thus we decided to manually do the work . I still remember the day vividly. My friend, my father and I hoisted her up on our shoulders and made our way through the buzzing street . We were only short of one person to look like casket-bearers. To worsen things up, my father put his white dhoti on the model. People on the street looked at us curiously. Some threw odd glances. My house was just a stone-throw distance away from the school. It must have been just 3 minutes but the longest three minutes of my life. Every part of my body was cringing with embarrassment. I was so much relieved once we reached the school .
When Spiderman came to the rescue..
Our next problem was to give her a proper ‘head’. Now were totally clueless. Hell broke loose. At this point, I knew my project was reaching a dead-end and so I concentrated more on my maths project. I don’t exactly know who came up with this idea but they decided to make a face out of a Spider-man mask. Alright. I’m not kidding here. The idea was really creative but c’mon spiderman ? Seriously ? The mask was repainted to give a woman-ish face. The end result was hideous. I mean, it looked like Shakuntala went for a facelift but the plastic surgeon fell asleep halfway through the procedure. Oh man! She looked like a cross between Humpty Dumpty and Marlyn Manson. Coming to our third problem – she was bald ! So my mum and I went all the way to T Nagar and bought a wig for Rs 450 (which by the way I never got refund from the school ). Our problem was almost solved but she still had a bald spot. We didn’t bother about that anyway as were busy making legs and hands for her .
Another Art-attack brain wave . We decided to model her legs from Fanta/Pepsi bottles. Here’s a picture of it. I bet you anything this doesn’t look like a leg . I will give anything if you could only prove that this even remotely looks like a human body part. If you look closely, you can see that a Dinosaur bit a chunk our of her leg.
The funniest thing about our model was she didn’t have any fingers in her hand. I’m sure none of those people who came in to see the exhibit noticed it. They were probably too busy laughing and pointing. Our ma’am did not see our project until the eve of the exhibition day. When she came for inspection, I heard she was quite appalled. Thank god, we escaped her wrath. I wasn’t there. To patch things up she ripped out the head and went to a professional artist to repaint the face. Don’t be surprised ! The original work we did didn’t make it to a picture. Now for the climax. It was our Principal’s turn for inspection. Again I was in the Maths Department and I missed her reactions. As soon as she entered the room, predictably there was shock lines all over her face. The most outrageous thing happened . She called our project “Ugly” . Ha! We still “displayed” our project didn’t we? In the meantime my mum oblivious to the fact that we created a humanoid-chipmunk crossbreed, paraded through our entire apartment about her daughter’s project.. oh so proudly..When my mum and sister entered the project room they were quite baffled. My sister couldn’t hold in her laughter ..Ah those priceless reactions of the people who walked in to see a creepy face staring back. I am sure the real Shakuntala wouldn’t forgive us for what we did.
And that my friends, is the story of how we did our project. Or rather butchered it.But hey, I have a great story to tell people -“What happens when mythology meets modern day tragedy ?” 😉
Oh god…. Couldnot stop laughing 😀 ROFL :D… cha missing it, to be seen in real… in my language, this post is semmma 😀
Lol. Thanks Yazh .. You should have been there..I’m sure you’d have been on all fours.. Even now, this Shakuntala is a bit of a family joke 🙂
Spiderman mask, fanta bottle legs…WOW, the ideas were so creative though the outcome is funny(sorry) :). It’s good that you guys made it to the Display!
It reminds me of my ROBO project in diploma. My friend and I bunked many classes for this project but couldn’t make it. All we did was four thermocol sheets painted in grey. When our HOD wanted to see our project..Guess what we said…
The Robo exploded due to some circuit failure 😉 lol 😀
Btw, I had a great laugh by reading this post.
Thanks Balu 🙂 Looks like all of us had that one project which bombed so badly .. 🙂
Let me first apologize to Mr. Kalidas for laughing out loud at your adventurous project & humorous narration. I am not sure about real shakuntla, but the way you described her, I am sure if Kalidas would have seen he would have right away disowned her!
If I were you in school, I would have picked soorpankha for the project. The more bad you go the more authenticate your project gets! 🙂
Lol. That’s a great idea. This just reminds me of something . Some friends of mine thought we were doing Oorvasi. I just don’t know what made them think this wreck of a project was Oorvasi 🙂
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Fiasco ho to aisa!!
Ha ha 😀
wow!!! i really loved this one..reminded me of all those times as kids when we took on things too big for us without absolutely no idea how we are going to do it(i still do a few things like that ) and then somehow muddle through with ingenuity to accomplish the impossible…its the spirit which counts- not the product..i give you 100/100- full marks vandana…have a nice day…
(p.s.sisters…rrmmph!!! they love kidding us dont they?)
That’s so kind of you … Thank you 🙂 Yeah they always love messing with us.. Even after these years, my sister laughs at me when I mention Shakuntala … 🙂
Ya surely I would have been 🙂 Again and again I laugh by imagining that…:P
ha ha ha 🙂 That’s the mahimai 🙂
I love it! Hey, at least you went for it and now have a great story to tell! Sometimes, it is all about the process!
It sure is .. Although I could have done a little more to the project because I just drifted to another project halfway through .. 🙂
Thanks for stopping by ! 🙂
Haha! You’re funny. The feet are grand.
Thank you so much for stopping by and commenting 🙂 🙂
hahahaha…. badly started laughing at office while my colleagues were puzzled to know what I was after… and the laugh… oh.. I read Abhidyanashakuntalam in sanskrit… to the gods of heaven and kings of nation to adore her beauty, etc…. trust me… hahahahaha…. Kalidasa would have lost his senses. this is so wonderful and lovely written… especially the white dhoti part… hahahahah…. that’s terrible now… can’t laugh anymore… for the day, etc… ROFL… 😀
Now atleast I have the satisfaction of bringing laughter to people through my “project” . I guess it’s done one useful thing 🙂
That was hilarious. I still can’t control laughing visualising all that happened. Loved the way you have presented it.
Thank you 🙂 The whole project was quite a funny experience 🙂
Amusing. Both, the project and the narration…
Thank you so much for stopping by 🙂 Much Appreciated 🙂
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couldn’t stop laughing!Still can’t!
ha ha 🙂 Glad my project could bring at least some laughter 🙂
😀 hahaha…. had to come back for another laugh! and more 🙂
Ha ha 🙂 Always welcome 😀
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hey vasu hw did i miss this one :O super hilarious u r 😀 nice post 🙂
lol thanks Shru 😀 #truestory
Was stressed out and WordPress reader shows this in newsfeed for suggested posts. Awesome laughed hell out of it, although felt similar while designing a prototype of a cycle we were trying to model which looked nothing like cycle with the materials we used.
Ha haha 😀 these mini project stories are always fun. Glad you enjoyed it 🙂