Shades Of Thirteen

Bad Maths. I

Bad Maths. I

My result came & did tremendously bad in maths. So Maa was like an angry bird.
Maa: Again your maths score is too low Mana
Me: What to do, maths I don't understand.
Maa: This time I will put you to a strict maths teacher.
Me: Who is that strict one?
Maa:  Amit
Me: Who Amit Da ?? Yaaaak, no Maa, no way!

From first of the next month she forcefully sent me to my new maths teacher Amit Da. Started classes with him. From the very 1st day he asked me to sit beside him so that he can specially observe my mistakes, I felt pampered & cared by a teacher for second time. First was my English teacher in school who really loved me & cared for me also helped me in studies a lot. Though I was bit ashamed that Amit Da was teaching me without fee, coz he knew my family financial conditions. But in our maths coaching class there were few boys who were really good (Super sharp) in Maths & I was equally bad (Dumbo), what was bothering me a lot. But still I was continuing classes, because Amit Da was taking special care for my maths and was seriously teaching me and was appreciating me and never scolded me for my mistakes (this is first time a man who wasn't scolding me and pampering and loving I have seen after Dadu).

Little late I have realised that I am getting very near of first biggest mistakes of my life, called – First Love.

He started taking my extra care, like all math problems he used to solve in my copy, he appreciated me in everything, and if I didn't understand anything he made sure that I will understand this solution may be after twice/thrice or more attempts. He gave feedback to Maa that I am a very sincere girl. I have started taking interest in Maths, can you believe this? I had started liking maths, started memorising formulas, and obviously Maa was happy. He had started taking my extra classes, I had started going to maths coaching with excitements and that was exciting Maa and D. They were shocked seeing my sudden interest in Maths and first time in life I had scored 68% in Maths. Oh! Damm, I can bet that even God would have not believed on these marks for sure.
First extra class:
Amit: Good Morning Careless Beauty
I smiled with a shocking reaction.
Amit: Why your Mom said that you are not good in maths?
Me: B'coz I am not.
Amit: Aaahhh , no you are not bad in maths, you just need to be polished & lill extra care, thats why I have scheduled these extra classes.
Me: Suddenly my heartbeats went fast, sweating I replied oh OK.
Amit: This is Algebra Naina, students who are bit weak in maths they can score well with Algebra & Geometry. So focus on these formulas I am using in this problem.
Me: Ok, nodded obediently.
Amit: From that far? Pull your chair & come closer.
Me: But I can see from here too Amit Da.
Amit: It will give stress to your eyes dear; no one is in the class so whole room is yours, what bothers you to come closer? Pull the chair & come here.
Me: Ok.
Amit: Exercise – IX, Page 112, Third problem, solve it.
I opened the book & started.
Amit: Correct, now just divide these two figures & multiply with 100.
Me: Done, now?
Amit: Why are you nervous & dependent on me, (suddenly he held my hand & softly said) look at you, the problem you have already solved baby.
Me: My heartbeat was too loud, I smiled with surprise. (Surprise for solving the issue or some man holing my hand for the first time, I don't know). That day I realise the phrase "Butterflies inside stomach" they're so many and many more flying inside me... I don't know what to name those butterflies.

I was nervous, but at the same time I felt something very new (a feeling when heartbeats were uncountable, something that brought goosebumps out, when brain stopped responding and heart takes control over) inside me which I never felt before. I felt a mixture of happiness & tension, a combination of lengthening the moment & run out from the moment, a blend of  enjoyment & nervousness, first time I felt love with fear together...

I was not that sure what were those all feelings that running in my mind, but I was just seeing a blush on my face for first time in my life, I thought it would be too early to name it. Let's focus on maths, but I was not able to do so. Somehow that day extra class and that one hour filled with unnamed feelings ends & I came back home running, had a glass of water & sat quite for some time. Thought to share this with D, but lack of confidence on her stopped me. Whole night I thought to share this with Maa & D but then thought it might be very early, & I might be taking it in a wrong way, it may be a casual hand holding, nothing wrong in it. It was really something which disturbed my whole night sleep. Next tuition class we all sat on our own chairs, Amit Da instructed me to always sit just beside him so that he can closely monitor my mistakes. But my other batch mates didn't take this so normally they were just making fun of me by some sort of sounds which was irritating me & at the same time I was liking their nonsense poking sounds, because I can guess what it was for, it was for Amit's possessiveness towards me. I had started enjoying their jokes on us (me & amit). In mid of the class Amit Da put his hand on my lap suddenly and I stood up with shock. He asked me what happened (loudly) & to sit with him (silently). Again butterflies started flying but was completely blank to get his indications, anyhow I managed well. & sat silently .Then he took my copy and on the last page he wrote "Please don't react in front of everyone, by mistake I touched your leg" once again I thought it's OK.