Condition
The sun casted a warm glow in the classrooms.The teachers reciting their lessons after the morning assembly while some reading names out loud for attendance.The faint sound of birds chirping mixed with casual whispers from the students adding some more chant to the atmosphere
Harshad sir yelled as he slammed the duster on his desk causing the chalk particles to rise up in the air.His voice accompanied with the sound of the duster causing the whispers to temporarily subside before he began to recite out our names one by one
Although after some time his words were dismissed like their mom's slippers which have a temporary effect and never a permanent one. I look over to Vaishu who was invested in her FICTIONAL books.
Tara Ahuja
Psst..Vaishu..sun na yaar
(psst.. Vaishu..listen na yaar)
Vaishnavi Shekhawat
Kya hai.. disturb maat kar
(what is it?.. Don't disturb me)
She whispered without getting her eyes off her book clearly unwilling to listen to anything right now.
Harshad Patel
Manav Sharma
Harshad Patel
Nancy Malhotra
Nancy Malhotra
Present Sir!
Harshad Patel
Vaishnavi Shekhawat!
I look at Vaishu who was engrossed in her novel possibly didn't even hear her name being called.I nudge her side as she abruptly looked up.
Harshad Patel
Vaishnavi Shekhawat!!
Vaishnavi Shekhawat
Pregnant Sir!
My eyes as she used the wrong term. Half of the class turned to look at her burstIng into fits of laughter while the other half tried to understand what had just happened as i facepalm shaking my head in disappointment
Tara Ahuja
Kar diya na siyyapa
Harshad sir probably not realizing what she had said slammed the duster again before continuing the attendance
Almost two and half our later the bell rang sounding like a divine music to our ears indicating it was lunch break
Manav Sharma
Aur Vaishu tune hame bataya ni teri CONDITION ke bare mein
(And Vaishu you didn't inform us about your CONDITION)
Vaishnavi Shekhawat
Konsi CONDITION?
(which CONDITION?)
Nancy Malhotra
Vahi…' Pregnant sir'
Nancy and Manav burst into laughter again and a small chuckle escaped my lips too as Vaishu groaned knowing she had messed up. Her cheeks turning to shade of pink at their constant teasing.
Manav Sharma
Aur…how far along are you?
Vaishnavi Shekhawat
Chup kar,'Adhi Manav'. Varna jhuta khol ke maarungi.
(Be quiet,'Adhi manav'. Else I'll take off my shoes and beat you up with it)
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