My experiences in intermmediate - I

Mr. Viswanath class

Kounds, Kc & me- "the back bench trio" others used to call us. Sasi looked us as if we were a low classbreed in that educated-room. Yes, that was partially true. I used to come first generally to the NG-20 campus. I was dropped by my father on his bike, well before half-an-hour before the start of the 1st period. Next was Kc`s turn. Mostly, he came by bus all the way from Uppal to X roads!!
(Hyderabadi style - i suppose). Lastly, kounds used to fill the other vacant seat. He used to come by 2 ways. 1. my way 2.hyderabadi way. Either way he chooses, he comes late. that is kound`s style!! cool man. Well, that`s how the last bench of the class was filled.

The hostlers, unaware of the fact that a bitch called N****a is fucking up their lives, or maybe enjoying their lives being fucked up by that bitch, i dont no which was true, came to the class at 6'o'clock & their early morning schedule was as follows:-
6-7 - EAT BOOKS
7-7:05 - EAT BREAKFAST
7:05-8 - EAT SOME MORE BOOKS

At 8'0' clock, classes started. The maths lecturer enters the class, scribs some probs on the green board(yes, in N***a college, u`ll only find greenboards & not black boards). He is around 50yrs i guess but he writes on the board as if a7yr old attending a racing contest! but then what ensues is Errors creep in @ 20/hr & his handwriting appeared as if we were attending some com. language class- C, C++, java.. or whatever crap. but what i like in him is he agrees this fact & he himself comments saying "What a beautiful handwriting I have!" Whenever he says this, some childish hostlers & 1st benchers used to laugh to gain impression & then a thought to kill all of them immediately danced in my mind. Ofcourse, Mr.Viswanath is not of that type. At those times, if u ook at Sasi, he`ll be immersed in the probs given as work, solving one by one & DAMN, he gets solutions to almost all of them!! sols to the probs jumped brains of all of us & MAGIC, finally landed into SASI`s!!!!! HOW??????????

Mr. viswanath, after giving the probs, sits at the backbench, almost 2 feet away from us. I used to start feeling pain in my heart - What if I didnt get sols to those probs? What if he insults me in the class infront of everyone?(As if i`m the only boy in the class & all others are girls), What if............ all such crap.But kouds is always cool. Bastard! I love him that way. But wait, he too has a weakness. When Mr.Viswanath sits besides him & check his notes & finds it empty(ofcourse, we`ll copy the questions atleast not to keep it empty) & jumps over him, he becomes numb. He hates that situation. Kc, the smart guy - he`ll be scribbling something or the other whether he knows it or not, whether it is related or not- he writes something & gains an advantage over us. Idiot!!

well, that`s how maths class went on................