“Seat F-10”…. Silence followed.
“Prenika Kapoor”… Professor Mathur shouted again… only
louder this time.
Alarmed by his loud and angry voice, I stood up while
hiding my novel aside. Trying my best to put up an attentive expression “yes
sir” I said.
Needless to say I didn’t know a word he taught in the
lecture.
Hell what was the topic of the lecture. May be reading
Nicholas spark was not a good idea. I thought to myself.
“So finally I have the honor of your attention miss. I
hope I am not disturbing you from getting your beauty sleep. Am I“?
“Sorry sir”, was the most I could have uttered in front
of those thousand humiliating starring eyes.
“Have you seen your last lab scores”?
And soon I knew I need to prepare myself for a good
insulting session.
“Yes sir”.
“So when are you planning to study Prenika, or I wonder
if you have planned to flunk in this semester”?
Excuse me, they weren’t that bad, were decent enough to
make me pass at least. But Instead of voicing my thoughts I decided to stand
embarrassed.
“Come to my cabin after this lecture. Sit down.”
And so my fate was sealed.
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“May I come in Sir”, I asked as I knocked on the cabin
door.
“Come in”, he said while keeping his focus still on
computer screen.
“I am sorry sir”, I said.
I wanted things to get over as soon as possible.
Just then he turned and said “hmm..Prenika, yes I was
expecting you…..Tell me what should I do with you?”
I decided to stay quiet.
“Why you want to ruin your future. You are a capable
student. I know there is much more in you than that you show. What is it about
Prenika?”
While I kept thinking of some convincing lines that could
help me bail out of the situation, someone knocked on the door.
“Sir Please may I”, a voice cried from behind.
I turned around just to ensure what I heard was not
exactly what I thought.
“Come in, Vishal”, Sir merrily announced.
Now this was a waking nightmare. Getting insulted in
front of the guy you hate the most on this planet.
Vishal was always a spoiled, rich, irritating, wide mouth
for me. Who knew nothing but flirting, and to my surprise his “GHATIYA TRICKS” somehow
always worked with girls. In fact my very own friends use to remain amused of
him. The only thing I never understood was how he scored so well in every test?
“He will be your new lab partner.” Professor Mathur
declared.
“What but why?” All I could mutter in such a state of
shock.
“Sir this is completely insane. I will not be able to
work with him.”
“Why? What is wrong with Vishal? He is okay with you. ”
“Sir, I promise I will score better. I will work hard.
Spare me this time.”
“Stop arguing Prenika.” Professor Mathur shouted. “I don’t
have time for all this. Be thankful for saving you and giving you a partner
like Vishal so that you can score better. I don’t want any student to flunk in my
subject. I don’t want to hear a word more from you, leave now.”
Reading Nicholas Spark was definitely not a good idea.
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