A couple of friends and I have the habit of singing a song in the worst manner possible. We used to be very enthusiastic about it, and it was even a competition among us. Those good old days are past, and such competitions are kinda rare these days. The following story, [spoiler: believe it or not], is a real one, with no exaggerations and happened in one of those golden days. A few of the mallu dialogues, I could not translate in a good enough manner to express its essence, so non-mallus, pls forgive me.
This happened during my 12th std in school. In one of the hours, I forgot why, there were only a handful of (unlucky) students in the class without any teacher too. I seized the opportunity and started my saadhakam (practice). I hummed the 1st few lines of a popular song from the movie Nandanam, got in the groove, and continued, louder.
Soon, it was pretty loud. Within a few minutes, the teacher from the neighboring class, with a look on her face that you usually get when you step on something nasty, came running into our classroom, and cried - "Ithenda ivade orocha!!? (What is all this noise here!!?)"
Ok, she didn't ask "Who is singing?" - I could forgive her for that. But she didn't even ask "What is that sound?". Irritated from the lack of appreciation I was getting, I thought "Athrekkayo?" and with a straight face, replied - "Ath porathe etho pashu aa teachere (It must be some cow outside, Madam)"
"Oh..", she said, convinced, and left.
THAT, was the proudest moment of my singing career.