Chapitre 11: A Trickster-11
According to Siya
As I told you earlier, today was a very good day for me, but my condition in the classroom got worse. First of all, I had to study history today because it is as difficult for me as it is for a chicken to catch an airplane. Yes, it is a different matter that if that airplane remains standing down, it can be caught easily, but for me, this name is also possible in history.
" When did Alexander come to India?"
How do I know that I was still alive when Alexander came? I also felt like giving the same answer to the madam standing in front, but there are some rules and regulations. If I am thrown out of the class room, what answer will I give to my parents when I go home?
The way I came here after fighting from home, I have to do something. I was standing and everyone was looking at me. Madam had called us inside but instead she had asked us to answer her questions. He asked Kala a question and she answered it easily but what about me?
" Miss Siya I think you have to come with me to the staff room. But till then you sit there.After the class is over, you have to come with me to my staff room and then I will tell you whether you can sit here or not."
Why do all these horrible things happen to me? As good a day as it was today, it started getting worse as the night approached and it wasn't even noon yet. Then my eyes fell on the same boy who was doing strange things after seeing me.
I noticed that he was not looking at me, he was looking at Kala. When I looked towards Kala, she too was looking at the boy angrily. Do these two recognize each other? Looking at both of them, it seems that both of them not only recognize each other but also hate each other.
After coming to college, I have understood one thing that here there are more enemies than friends.No sooner do you become friends than you become enemies. Now I will have to wait for a while, as the class will end, I will have to go with madam to her staff room.
I heard his words throughout the lecture and not a single thing stuck in my mind.How am I going to spend the whole year with this lecture? It would have been better if she had made me stand outside and at least could have seen the view outside.
" Miss Siya, come with me to the staff room."
People, the call has come, now I have to go to my in-laws' house. Kal Aane looked at me with pitying eyes and I just gave a thumbs up and followed madam. There were many teachers in the staff room who were looking at me.
Some teachers were old and some teachers looked quite young. Everyone was roaming around with many books in their hands. Some teachers were noting something in the diary they had with them. I was watching all this around when my eyes fell on a boy who was very attentively discussing something with the Professor.
What is Dev doing here? Has he also been punished like me and has been called here in the class room? But he is talking nicely and his madam is not making him angry.
" Miss Siya, you have to look at me because I am talking to you about something."
" I'm sorry madam, I wasn't paying attention."
I apologized to madam. Madam adjusted her spectacles and said.
" You are already quite late and I regret that your history is quite weak. I don't have enough time to explain it to you completely, I think you will have to seek help from someone."
Now isn't this trouble? As I had already said that here there are more enemies than friends, so who will help me?
" Madam, try to understand me, I don't know anyone here."
" This is not my problem miss Siya."
This woman sitting in front of me is my professor whose job is to help me but she is directly saying that this is not my problem. What will I do if everyone does the same?
" Madam, try to understand my point. I don't know anyone here, so who will I seek help from? If you have been here for years then you ask someone to help me."
I didn't even realize that I had said all these things in a loud voice. I got noticed when everyone became quiet and started looking at me. When I came to know that everyone had heard me, I felt like running away from here.
" What's the problem madam Neeta?"
I heard a voice from some distance. When I looked at her, there was another professor there.She looked quite calm and had a continuous smile on her face. What troubled me was that Dev was also standing in front of this professor and he was also looking at me.
" Nothing Madam Maya, the history of this girl is very weak and I told her that she can take help from someone. But today's children do not understand what we say."
He looked at me while saying this. How can he look at me and say this? I couldn't bear it anymore and took a deep breath and said.
" Look Professor, I agree that I am a child of today, but this child of today is talking to you with great respect. I am not here and do not recognize anyone. I did not tell you this out of anger or in a wrong way. You are our professor so it is your job to help us and at least provide it to someone. I had heard that professors are like this but you are blaming me directly."
I had asked for food but now my condition was getting worse. I was not able to understand whether to get angry at me but then Madam Maya got up from her place and placed her hand on my head and said.
" Look my child, you are absolutely right, we are professors and this is our job. Don't worry, I will provide someone. Dev you have to help him."
Fuck,, Didn't this madam find anyone else but a bad person?
" No madam, there is no need for."
" Hey, why is there no need? Besides, we both live in the same house."
Dev interrupted and then looked at everyone and said.
" Actually she lives in my house as my tenant and I am her landlord. Now that she lives in my house, I can teach her history."
While Dev was saying all this, I was looking at his face. I have never seen a more deceitful man. I had heard his words and now I will be in trouble and will have to leave the college and when I have to leave the college, I will not be able to leave his room.
I felt like clapping and saying, Dev, what a trick you have played.
Now I don't know what is going to happen to me. Will I be able to study history properly or will the boy be able to get me out of the house?
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