["Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves,
And Immortality."] a soothingly soft whispered in a cool tone.
Ambai drifted into wonderland thinking of those words… the carriage held by ourselves and immortal… these words of ever present love rang in her ears reminding her of her lover.
"Ambai...AMBAI!"
The soothing voice shouted all of a sudden, startling her from her meditative state.
Her class teacher stood in front of her face, so close to her and with her waist bent awkwardly. "Are you in dream land, my dear? Mind sharing that with the class,"
Ambai awkwardly stood up. "Sorry, madam... I was... I didn't mean to drift away,"
The teacher leaned away from her. "I know that my voice is therapeutic, but you can't use that excuse to sleep all the time in my class," she said, adjusting her small spectacles.
The whole class started to roar in laughter.