Day 3, Wednesday, 11 P.M.

I skipped writing diary yesterday because she was absent without realizing how grisly the day could turn out for me. Boring lectures, two overly-amusingly-smart hoax stars sitting beside me, monotonous activities, and nobody in the bench placed in farthest corner of the room with whom I could play eye game with. The only sign of respite was: No talks about “Me & Suhasi conundrum” from the two vigilant sleuths, Akshat and Abhinav.

Every morning I have a reason to go to college and today’s morning was no exception.

“Oh please! Don’t be absent today”, I was sending my message to Suhasi telepathically.

I was not expecting the response to come the same way. I had to wait till the first, or second, or third lecture.

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We left our class to attend the third period which was of programming lab.

After entering the lab, every one took his or her seat without disturbing the integrity of Line of Control that had been drawn inadvertently, separating the boys from girls, fearing any chances of reproduction that might result into a specie that mankind would never be allowed to co-exist with.

After few minutes, a lady teacher entered into our lab and probably for the first time in my short span at college I was watching a teacher greeting us with a genteel smile and amicable demeanor.

“What she is doing among erudite Masters and Ph.Ds we are surrounded with?” said Abhinav, “Has she cleared her B.E. yet?”

“She is too young to be a teacher. She must have gatecrashed into this hell”, I smirked.

Finally, Suhasi came and all their attention shifted to me.

“Here she comes. Please put your hands together for our one and only Bhabhijaan“, announced Abhinav, and Akshat literally started clapping which didn’t go unnoticed.

“Why were you clapping?” asked the teacher rudely, taking a leaf out of our other teachers’ book, “Don’t you dare doing that again in my class”.

“Oh! Jyoti bani Jwala“, Akshat murmured.

Certainly, she tried to look strict but her childlike face ditched her.

Meawhile, Suhasi had taken her seat, again at the farthest corner of the room, and till then must have had got a clear idea of why that was happening.

Madame announced, “You all have to work in a group of two. Groups formed will not change throughout the semester. One roll number from top would be be paired with one from the bottom and so on”.

Adrenaline level rose in my blood. There were decent chances of my pairing with Suhasi. I contemplated the list, which was pasted on the wall near me, and tried making the pairs…

Abhinav-Yogesh…

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Akshansh-Swasti

Akshat-Suraj

Ashish-Suhasi… BINGO!

I got dumbstruck.

A line from a Bollywood film reverberated in my mind, “Kisi cheez ko shiddat se chaho, to puri kaynaat bhi use tumse milaane mein lag jaati hai”.

to be continued…