1. 'Two Opposite Poles'

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MACROECONOMICS CLASS OF B.COM III

Professor Rao was busy doodling on the board and quizzing his students for the forthcoming finals. Most of the students were hurriedly taking notes or highlighting numbers and passages in their textbooks. Samaira was thoroughly bored and anxiously looking at her watch, "bas 10 minutes mein pehla one day shuru hone wala hai......yeh boring lecture kab khatam hoga?" She had her mobile on her lap, where her friends would text message her scores and ball by ball details. They were all at a nearby cafe, watching the game live.

Her father had overheard Samaira's plans last night, when she was on the phone with Prithvi. He was very upset, "toh finals ki tayyari aise ho rahi hai? Make sure you attend all your classes tomorrow.....if I find out that you bunked your classes again, I will never forgive you...understand! Aur haan Sonakshi," he looked at his older daughter, who was quietly listening to her dad's angry words, "khabardaar agar tum iski jagah class mein baithi toh.....now both of you go to bed, and work hard for your exams!"

"Pata nahin papa ko kaise pata chal jaata hai ki Sonakshi meri jagah classes attend karti hai? Aaj toh yahin poore din bore hona padega," Samaira fretted and shuffled anxiously on her seat in the classroom.

Just then, her mobile started flashing "INDIA WON TOSS!"
Samaira almost jumped up from her seat. Some of her curious classmates looked at her; they knew Samaira would have the latest update for them. Samaira gestured with her fingers, "I-N-D-I-A   W-O-N   T-O-S-S!"

There was a sudden racket in the class, as everyone was excited with the news. Prof Rao turned around and frowned, "SILENCE!" The clatter died down, and everyone buried their heads in their books. Samaira's eyes were fixated on her lap, as she was anxiously awaiting the next update. Just then her mobile flashed, "INDIA TO BAT!" She could not control herself and shrieked with joy, "YAY!!!"

Everyone turned around at her with their eyes popping out of their heads.
"SAMAIRA BOSE!" Prof Rao said authoritatively, "I WANT YOU TO LEAVE THE CLASS AND REPORT TO THE PRINCIPAL RIGHT NOW!"

Samaira pretended she was remorseful for her act, but was ecstatic on the inside, "sorry sir.....main....main," she hesitated

"PLEASE LEAVE NOW.....AND HAND ME YOUR MOBILE PHONE RIGHT NOW!" the professor commanded.

"Sir...please don't take my phone....my....my," she thought for a moment, "please sir....mere papa...papa," she started sobbing.

"Kya hua papa ko?" the professor got a little worried.

"He is in the hosp...hospital," she sobbed again, "he is having surgery......I just found out that he is not in danger any more....that is why I got a little carried away," she wiped her tears.

The other students stifled their giggles in their books; the professor looked at Samaira's crestfallen face and then at the other students, "hmm.....Samaira.....I know this is some new prank again......I want you to report to the principal, and then we will talk.....and I will keep this phone with me."

Samaira nodded her head and sniffed, "As you wish sir......but please can I send one message to my mother? She will get worried if I don't take her calls."

"OK.....make it quick.....you are holding up the whole class," the professor relented, and called the principal on the intercom in the meantime.

Samaira quickly punched in, "no more SMS.....prof has phone.....say my dad is sick....in surgery."

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