In the classroom, probably 8 to 10 people, especially girls were staring at their professor when he confidently entered the classroom with a stethoscope. The teacher's table was filled with a plastic model of the human brain. Furthermore, it had the most expensive projector that was provided by the medical college.
The teacher's stature was so enigmatic that the ladies in the classroom blushed at him. He was tall, jet black spiky haired with a little goatee pepper beard who usually wears spectacles and a half sleeved stylish black sweater over a simple white shirt.
"Oh he's so hot" blushed one of the girls.
"He's married, you know?" said the other.
But his brooding look silenced the students because he wanted to make sure that his students would treat him in a respectable manner. Otherwise he was friendly and outgoing but in class, he was intense and committed as hell.
"Good morning class" his voice commanded the students to calm down while blushing.
"This is the first day of our class, and as I want to introduce myself, I am Professor Doctor Jehangir Khan. As some of you have known me as I have done a PhD. On Human Psychology. Praising oneself is a sign of a fool, but I am bound to present myself that way. Anyway, my first lecture is today..."
Some girls got bored of his class.
"Boring teacher" uttered one of the girls.
"Boring? Hmm" mocked Jehangir Khan that silenced the girls.
"I first might appear boring but I want to make you sure that I am here to both enjoy and take your classes. Welcome batch 2008"
His brooding look transformed himself into smile but in the past he used to only prescribe patients but could not concentrate on his patients that well.
Back in 2002, he was at the peak of his career where he was bound by his stupidity and egoistic values as well as traumatized by a certain past that disturbed him the most. One of his patients arrived at his chamber.
"Come in" welcomed Jehangir
The patient stepped in.
"How are you today?" said Jehangir.
"My wife is alcoholic! Every day, she used to abuse me mentally, with whips and belt. We do not have children too..." explaining the patient but interrupted by Jehangir.
He straight gave prescriptions but did not answer him before leaving. Due to that, as the patient was a journalist, he exposed the fraudulent of Dr. Jehangir. Therefore, for a time being his license was cancelled by the government. Until, he realized his mistakes of the misuse of power. He was pretty young back then. He was not as welcoming and friendly as he became eventually through years. The senior professors and psychiatrists were even disturbed by his arrogance during his younger years.
As the elders said 'the older you grow, the wiser you become'.
That meant, the year 2008 changed his whole life.
In the present, his classroom had full of joyous moments where the students enjoyed his method of educating the definition of the human brain. He described the brain not only with figurines but also used Rock N' Roll and heavy metal music. The sound was louder than expected. Until, the head of the medical school entered the classroom.
"Dr. Jehangir, isn't it too loud for a medical school to afford? The patients could have been disturbed right now" mocked The Head.
"I apologize for my actions, sir. It won't happen again" Dr. Jehangir lowered his voice.
Till then, he softened the volume that only the students enjoyed. The class was dismissed by the time he ended the lectured. Jehangir entered his cabin. He saw a young man of fifteen who was sitting in the client's chair. He had a short small curly hair but looked innocent enough.
"What caused you here, son?" asked Dr. Jehangir
The boy sighed with nervousness and was about to open his mouth.
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