Part 3:
"your name miss???" he asked... "Hiya... Hiya Mukherjee...." I replied straight... "So Ms. Topper...." he started again... but I interrupted.... "me not topper sir..."...he was taken aback by my reply... "oh.. so what's your rank???" he asked again... "I don't rank between 1 to 5.." with a little embarrassment... he gave a horrified look... what?? Is ranking 1 to 5 really that necessary...!!!! well out of 60 students only 5 people rank na... so??? Whats bad... I am in majority... well it's a bullshit logic... but okay..I dont mind.. cause I am really satisfied with that 78% reading just 6 hours... Watching movies regularly... playing badminton daily... and even cards sometime... and seriously... I dont find any logic behind studying some stupid 12-14 hours and scoring 90%... what's the use??? All semester long no movie.. no games.. no fun... no life...
"what was your score in GATE???" he asked again.. hoping something atleast this time... but na... "I didn't clear...".. I said blankly... and I heard a chuckle... from a well known voice... ugghhh.... "what???????".... that Manhattan return almost shrieked..... "no topper... no rank... not even cleared GATE...!!!! why did Mahrotra Sir suggest your name even.....????" and trust me.. i never felt so insulted before... so embarrassed.. I felt like crying.... fuck manners... I was running out of my class... "arrey....".. I heard his voice.. but I didn't turn back.. and another voice... "I am the topper sir..." that known voice again.... I rushed out....
I somehow calmed myself down... and was working in the DSP Lab.... working on the major project model.... Cursing him... but soon I got too involved in my model.... my concentration broke with the sound of the bell... I closed my laptop.. and headed to my class....
"hey miss"... that idiot called again... ugghh.... that first 2 minutes encounter was enough to hate him.... I looked at him... he was smiling.. I looked away and started walking again... "arrey.. arrey.. stop...".. he came infront of me and blocked my way... what the...!!!! "I suppose.. when your lecturer calls you you should stop..." he chipped with a smile... "I suppose you asked not to consider you as a lecturer... SIR...!!!" I mocked him... "Really...???".. he giggled... huh.... this guy is so irritating.... he continued... "I suppose I asked you all to call me Mayukh... and not sir...."... "I am getting late for my class... did you just call me to insult more..???" I asked him directly... for as soon as I saw him my anger emerged again... "you felt bad???" he uttered in confusion... what..??? is he insane.... after insulting me... embarrassing me in front of the whole class he is asking did I feel bad....!!!! "miss... I can compensate....".. he chipped again.... I got surprised... so he is saying that he will compensate that insult...!!! "Miss... tomorrow I am going to take a surprise test... see I told you beforehand... no one else... you be prepared... and score highest...."he informed me.... I was looking at him in confusion... what did he mean... he is leaking his surprise test.. for he wants me to top... and he is naming it.. 'compensation'.... before i could speak.. he blurted again.... "come on.... atleast i deserve a thank you now... after all its a huge favour i did to you..."... I felt like breaking his head then and there... how dare he... he did hurt my academic intelligence ego... "Sir.. I mean... Mayukh...I need another favour from you.. please..." I smiled my brightest... "another...??? I thought this would be enough..." he mumbled pretty audible... "please Mayukh..."... he agreed to my plead.... "come with me...".. I chipped... "where...???" "arey... come na... I wont eat you up... dont be scared..." I smiled dragging him to our class...
I clapped my hands to grab attention.... "guys and gals... our new lecturer cum friend... Mayukh... is going to take a surprise test tomorrow... details he will say you.... so buck up and be prepared".... I announced as all started gasping at the name of surprise test.... he was looking at me in surprise.... "see... its done... Mr. Manhattan return.... favour your rankers.... but don't you dare to favour me next time..." .. I warned him and left... leaving him yet in surprise.....
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