I was shocked to see her in my cabin. She was Naina Jha. The Naina Jha, My boss, my mentor's daughter. How can she be his daughter. He is one of the greatest doctor of his era.
Now I have to teach this woman, spending my precious time. I can't help it. He is my boss I have to listen to him.
I asked her something and she stutured while answering. So I thought it's best I know myself what is she weak at. I told her to study whatever she likes and I continued my work on my laptop. Today I didn't give any appointments to patient.
Time flew while working I looked at her and there she was sleeping peacefully like a small baby. How can someone sleep after knowing they failed in most of the subjects. I moved towards her to disturb her sleep but could not do it. She looked so peaceful. I noticed her features. She is cute. Her eyes, nose, lips, hair, everything was cute.
Someone knocked on my door.
"Yes?"
"Sir I came to pick Naina beta." Someone said.
I tapped on the glass and she woke up. She looked more cuter with drool on her face. She brushed her hair and left.Next day I questioned her to know was she still uncomfortable with me. And she was. I have to open her up so that I can understand where to start.
I went through her answer sheets. Her handwriting is good but she lack the basic knowledge. Then I knew I have to work hard with her. I asked her department professor about what to be read. They gave me all the information.
I made her read those big books. She made a face but started reading them slowly. And I continued monitoring my patients. I noticed she was struggling to understand. She was making faces and moving her hands here and there, scratching her head. If I don't help her now, it will take a lifetime for her to complete one single book. So I helped her out and I can tell she was a good listener. As soon as I explained, she registered everything in her brain. Now I know she is not a great reader but a good listener type of student. She requires attention so she can focus. A thought came into my brain.
"Naina I'll daily give you few pages to read. Read them and then explain them to me in the evening." I ordered her.
She looked uncomfortable with the idea of speaking out. This is the only way she can open up to me.
After lot of thinking she nodded her head. I gave her few pages to prepare for tomorrow and she left.The next day evening. She could not even recite what topic she read. She is hopeless. I'm wasting my time. I lost my patience.
"I told you to read and all you do is play with your friends and waste the entire day. I don't understand why am I even teaching you, wasting my time. You are hopeless."
She took her belongings and ran from the room. Few minutes later she came back.
"I'm not..... hopeless....... You are pyscho...... I too don't want you to teach me. Always barking at me. No manners at all." She screamed crying and left.The next day in the morning class she tried avoiding me. I too avoided her. In the evening, she entered my cabin saying she doesn't have a choice.
" well I too don't. So let's just get you pass this time and then we are done." I said and opened her books.
She pulled her book away from me and started reading.
"Read from these. I asked your senior to let me borrow. Just complete as much as you can and ask if there are any doubts." I said and continued my work.
She made a face and started reading.The whole month she would come to my cabin in the evening read from the notes and explain me what she understood and then we would discuss how she should present her answer sheet. At first she kept suturing but later slowly she could talk in sentences with me. She used to study and I check my patients.
But her progress was slow. I noticed she talks when frustrated or angry. So I try making her angry. Slowly she opened up to me. She started talking casually to me. And I knew more about her. She isn't like the regular girls. She was born and brought up in a caring family. She us the heart of her family. Everything revolves around her. She is innocent, caring, lovable person unlike HER but her only problem is being shy, which can make any person to misjudge her like me.
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