Professor

08 | Respect

The most expected Vikram's POV here. Sending it amidst of my tight work. Expecting more votes and comments from you all. 

~~~~~~~~~~Vikram~~~~~~~~~

I marked my attendance and kept my belongings in my table , entering in to the department. Switching on the AC I sat relaxing myself a bit after the exhaustion from heavy traffic in Bangalore. 

Closing my eyes, I leaned on my chair when a voice made my eyes open. I turned to my right to see Harini standing. She and Ankit were talking to one of the professor who then handed over the ID cards of the entire class to them. 

I diverted my gaze from her as it always irritates me to see her. 

Earlier, I was on leave for two days when the college reopened. I did not get the train tickets and hence booked a bus via hosur , which dropped me at Attibele.

That day, being Monday and start of the week, first day of my College, turned out more irritating all because of her. It took time for me to catch a bus and the cab price was also too high and unreasonable at the peak hours. Finally I reached late to college on my first day.

The very first day I was scolded mildly by HOD for coming late along with 2 days of leave. I left that as it is and came to the class.

That is when I noticed her sitting in 1st year. Seeing her immediately I felt like punishing her. I know I should not do that , still I wanted to. Hence I made her stand out. 

But she had the audacity to talk back to professors, that too without respect. Too much of attitude. I ignored her the first day and felt bad for punishing her for personal reasons. 

The next day, I wanted to hand over the timetable to the class rep, and I came to know that Harini is also one of the rep. Seeing her my mind kick started its plan of punishing her. So silly of me to do that, yet at that moment, I wanted to send her out.  I intentionally sent her out to get my notes from the department when I already had it with me. 

When she returned back, she found out that I was doing all this purposely seeing the notes in my hand. I just could not control my laugh at her reaction , after the realization hit her. I immediately turned to the board to hide my smile.

She must be a Tamilian. yes. else why would she travel from Attibele to Bangalore?  I heard her cursing me in Tamil. The guts she has to talk such in way about a professor. 

When she sat on the bench, she was throwing a glare at me. What is she thinking? Should she not give her professor a respect. I know what I did is wrong. But throwing stern glare, talking without respect is not bearable. 

I saw her talking with her mate and punished her alone, making her stand out. Until she realize and apologize for her mistake, I am not going to leave her. I will make it real hard for her to  study here.

Being a Professor, I should deal with such kind of situations maturely. But students like Harini needs to be taught a lesson in their way. In my 6 years of experience , I have seen n number of arrogant students like Harini and I know my way to put them in place. 

I intentionally marked her as absent.  While leaving too, she scolded me in Tamil and lied to me stating she did not say anything, when I asked her about it. She thinks I don't know Tamil and hence I too played the same way.

For once I thought not to drag this game of punishing her. But at that moment, I thought to make her feel the pain even more, as she was very much exhausted with standing for a longer time. 

While writing the time table, I saw her reflection in the book shelf gawking at me. Seeing me look at her, she averted her gaze.  

I don't encourage  especially female students looking at me that way. Nor allow them to stand close to me as well , especially when we are alone in the room in case. That was the reason, I asked her to go stand in the other room when she followed me to my desk initially.