Thapar/size 10 chapel/ and ouch!!!

the biggest thrapar you recived when you was a kid?

i.e cut the head of my sister's doll and ubu ji got size 10 chapel out and gave me some tlc.

i'd rather not talk about it

im already receiving therapy

Ive had em all yaar!

From chappals, to shoes, to doys to cricket bats to metal sticks!!

From the age of 5 to 9 the thrapar used to kill but after i became baysharam and i did not matter how much of a caining i got.

the funniest beating i saw was my next door neighbour his mum tied him to the staircase and went crazy with a bamboo stick just because she caught him smoking.

My mum was the most violent woman ever seen by my family on earth. But our dad never beat us. But one day things got heated and at last I received one and it was just as hard as I thought it wouldn't be. Right on the back of my head, and my ears were 'gzhooooommmmm'.

Also one of my teachers, he was quite slim and we all thought wouldn't have any power at all but boy when he hit me, a thapar, bloody shaked my braincells.

Also my mum hit me with her jooti once, the one with a heel, on my head, because I said some anaab shanaab to someone, hehe.

Oh and that heel was facng towards my head. Ended up in dispensary for an injection as we were in murree and there was a fear of that some illness I can't remember the name, it is caused by a scar's exposure to lightening or som'in. 3/4 Taankay lagay mujhe.

2 instances:

1- Beatings in the masjid when I was a kid (during taraweeh). Still have the scars (physical and mental). If it happened today, the guy would be in jail (no lie)

2- How was I to know that it constituted theft??

masjid beatings are brutal luckily i never had any but its no holds bar anything goes i have seen kids flung from corner of the room to the other and been sat on by imam.

I've been relatively lucky it seems - at home i got the odd desi thappar BUT once in a while the hafiz ji (who has passed away now) used to have this hollow rubber pipe and it used to make a swoooosh sound as he set up to strike and that sound alone was painful, the contact was ten times worse

Tho after a while we clocked on and we though next time we go we will wear a couple of jeans and then wear whatever on top , so this time we had to pretend it didnt hurt, clearly at that age (8/9) acting was not our forte so he went for the feet - so we though right now we wear 4 pairs of socks - so what does he do this time, he leaves the pipe and just hits us with a vicious slap which made you cry when you saw others receive it

Moral of the story - dont try to outhink the maulvi, he wasnt born yesterday

I can laugh now BUT i wudnt not want to have witnessed that! I have seen the maulvi at times go absolute vicious and ppl have called the cops occasionally - which imo was a bit out of order cos everyone took their kids to the maulvi knowing that his methods are a bit physical!

The WORST i ever saw was a teacher in school (Remember this is england) and this was in year 3 so we were about 8 or thereabouts - couple of chav kids were being there usual self and the teacher (woman) was getting sick of it, she had to face this for months and months and one day she just flipped and proceeded on a vicious beating that would have sent the maulvi in tears - she was pulling hair and cracking them with solid and loud thappars - surprisingly nothing really happened (arrest etc etc) a few of the parents came and complained in their chav outfits but it kind of died down after that - needles to say those chavs never uttered a word after that

Being the perfect kid of my family I never got scolded and i never recieved thapars. Only once in my life i was given a jooti by my mum. In grade 7 I failed a Math test. The teacher called my mum ....the only positions i got in class were 1st, 2nd or 3rd. But somehow i couldnt do well and to top all that i wasnt able to tell my parents, i was too embarassed. They would have been shell shocked. Maybe i was adjusting to life in pak or maybe i didnt care enough to prepare for the test whatever it was i decided to write a note to my teacher on behalf of my mother. The reason i stated was that she was busy with her job and as soon as she finds time she'l come and meet him. Signed: mum. My friend's sis took care of the writing. But I was caught not in school by the teacher but at home by my mother.....and i recieved 1 jooti on my hand...not because i failed but because I cheated her. The positives that came out was she helped me in math and never again did I hide anything from her. Later I always used to remind her the way she hit me and that she never said anything to my other siblings even though they would copy her sign, write notes to the teachers etc etc.

A Maulvi at a mosque i used to go to used to have a very thick, cylindrical wooden stick and alledgedly broke someones hand with it. Ive been on the recieving end of his fury many times, especially when he used that stick!!

Maulvi beatings are certainly legendary

at the age of 12, being young and foolish, me and two other boys took a detour on the way to mosque and magically ended up in a funfair

we decided to stay there after much deliberation for the duration of the mosque time and came home to report another bland day at mosque

ofcourse, the maulvi found out

and boy did he cut loose with his thick wooden stick, i think i still have the scars on my legs and back

it was made worse by the fact that i went last. Having seen the other two being beaten to within an inch of their lives and knowing the same fate awaits me was not a pleasant feeling

sorry to laugh at your pain!!

we done that miss mosque for a funfair but we did not get any beatings all we got was 'KAN PARR' you know what i mean put your arms thru legs and hold yours air for 15 minutes!!

The last time I got a bashing, I got a got a chamat from my dad. For some reason I felt the urge to start laughing and a cheeky smirk went across my face. My dad wasnt too impressed

I have had my share of phaintying but I dont think I've really been affected by it

i got heck alot of beating from my teachers when i was at skool. almost very otherday sometimes for failing, othertimes for talking. once our drill teacher saw me outside of the class and he sasked me if i've the pass.
i ran away bcz i didn't have and boy he threw that stick at me and it hit me right on the shoulder.when i went home it was really hurting my Mom asked me what happened. when she saw my shoulder it was danm green.
also i used to get punishment from our Islamiyaat teacher. he used to put his Miswaak in our fingers and then he would press it. danm that was hurtful.

thank God I was never sent to maulvis. and I have my parents to thank me for that. Ofcourse that meant no proper religious teaching at a young age but you know what? I would rather not take any beatings from stupid maulvis than learn religious stuff which I could easily learn in our Islamiat class at school.

That is bang out of order - many of the maulvis that taught ppl did a very good job and they do not deserve to be referred to as stupid!

Forcing someone to learn by the use of force and beatings is stupid. That is just my opinion so feel free to disagree

they didnt beat us to force us to learn

all of the beatings i got were well deserved, and extremely common

and i thank my parents for letting me receive the beatings, otherwise i would have ended up like Mona

yeah i got plenty maulvi beatings, i get hit nearly every day i went to mosque somtimes with a tree branch, wooden sticks and on the of occasion metal bars and mostly all for talking wen supposed to be reading Quran and learning surats, i guess i deserved

Parental beating is fine. I have received a lot of slaps in my day and I am fine with those because most if not all of them were well-deserved. What I am against though is to slap or beat someone if they are not able to learn. Like if a kid struggling to do talawat and the maulvi hits him with a stick each time the kid gets a word wrong. That is not the right approach IMO.

lahori mian

this method has around 1400 years of success behind it

we are truly going soft if we can't take a beating from a maulvi

I'm sure her parents do regret that

taking a beating for the wrong reasons is not justified.

there were a lot of molvies in my school with huge beards and scary looks..so of course i got some beating from them during islmaiyat periods for baseless reasons but my parents never let it go so easily so either that molvi left the school or .. ..and i'm with lahori on this...they are just plain retards imo..and sometimes movlies used to beat kids like if they are beating some animals.....it was so scary..I think government should do something about this and put all such retards in cages.

As far as I remember the only people I've gotten a phainty from are my parents. Never been touched by a maulvi. The only unfair treatment I've ever gotten from a maulvi was when I was about 5 or 6 and while reading my maulvi would fall asleep. So my mum would say something and my maulvi would wake up and tell me off for not reading

i was very good "Shagird" of my Quranic teacher. but i used to go to mosque to learn/read Quran. and there used to be alot of children and adults. i used to sit infront of my teacher. also whenever some1 used to talk/gup shupping with other mate, my teacher would tell me to get up and slap that certain guy. that was really fun.

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i saw caning in my school .....aitchison....and no other than the principle shamim khan himself.....this incident happened when i was in class 2 or class 3 , four prep school boys were caned infront of the school in the assembly with a metal cane, because they snatched lunchboxes from a couple of kids.....

haahahahah i really agree though.

We'd end up like the kids who'd talk-back to parents at each and every discussion/argument. Who'd be rude to ppl etc.

Both of my parents beated me. By "beating up" i mean slaps and those chutkianz. CHUTKIAN... omg, they used to leave purple bruises on my hands. And these werent just those simple chutkians, these were the

Talking about teacher beatings. THere was this one fat teacher in my saudi arabian school - that guy used to be the slowest talker around, but when it came to beating, oh lord, he had the hand made out of hot boiling iron, he used to slap our backs for talking during his SLEEPING lectures.. BOOOM!! - but even after all that beating, we still used to talk. We got used to it. Oh, speaking of sticks, i used to have a teacher who had a different stick everyday, and each one had a different name as well - Bakra-Pagal-Hai Stick #1 - Talking Stick #2 - Haathon Ki Maalish - etc. lol.

I'm lucky because I was never beaten by anyone in my life and was a very well mannered kid too.

I'm really against beating kids and I don't think it's the best way to discipline a child...I would never beat my kids.

but what is your husband did beat the crap out of them?

I'll beat the crap out of him.

BUT you said beating kids wasnt the way

But Mona if I was your kid, even then?

I never said anything about beating husbands though.

***** kids turn out wild because their parents never beat them...they're told to go to their room, grounded, or time-outs or whatever...what kind of retarded punishments are these? a kid should be beaten when he/she does something wrong...but should also be given positive reinforcement when they do something good...and that my friends, is my lesson on good parenting...a lesson i intend to carry out once i become a parent...

I believe ***** do beat their children even though publicly they deny and condemn.

kids should get beats, just to keep them level headed

i beleive that the best way is to not nag at children for minor things, but to let rip, and i mean really lose control, if they do anything major

that way they know the line, and exactly what happens when they cross it

the only time i got beaten up real bad is when i was 8 years old.

my mom along with her cousin tied my arm and legs.i could'nt move.and then she proceeded to lash me 100 times with the tv cables and until i could'nt scream anymore.

where do i start?

my mum was always the one against the "thrapar" for some reason (love her for it). But my dad was the oppositte, but nothing compares to the beatings at the mosque from the moulvi/hafiz. We were banned from bringing anything to mosque, but obviously there are some that do...i.e. me...football stickers..crazy eh...yeah we brought them in for a "trading session" but the hafiz checked everyones pockets that day and found them and made us do "kukkar".

Anyone who doesnt know what "kukkar" is, is not a pakistani

worst torture u can possibly get!

Our hafiz jee called it a Murgi BUT it did the same thing -
The funniest was if an older kid picked on someone younger, hafiz jee got them to do a murgi and got the younger kid to sit on his pack and hit him with his infamous rubber pipe

It was funny when a someone fat had to do a murgi!!!

my hafiz used to kick someone when the "kukkar time was up" up the a$$!

Or someone really tall

Very painful thread indeed but hilarious at the same time.

I was the chuppa rustum whilst learning the quran at my local terraced-house-turned-into-mosque place. i.e. made sure I learned the Quran and still bring in sweets/crisps etc. it used to be a picnic in there.

Seen many kids get beatings from 'the stick'. Just watching it made you uneasy and was torture.

Entra, our mothers must be related. I'm sure I picked up my throwing skills in cricket from my mum, boy has she got an aim especially with a chappal. She would thwaack us with a chappal, then ask us to retrieve the chappal and then repeat the dose until....a phone call comes or a saheli arrived at the door. (a mobile phone would have been handy in those days). It was for the best of course.

Funnily though, the one I remember the most was when I came back from playing cricket and had not completed my homework......my father (the least violent) proceeded to give me a kick on the backside....in front of my cousins. It was the embaressment factor which enhanced the torture. To this day, my cousins always remind me of the 'flying kick'.

Very painful that, not good on the ol back!!!!