Some one!

Dr. Rajesh walked in to the class carrying the answer sheets. I knew I am going to be in trouble. Out of 20 questions, I could only answer 4 and in that 4 answers, one answer was wrong. I got the nerve supply for the shoulder joint wrong. If I had a little bit of common sense, I would have written Axillary nerve, as the shoulder joint is pretty close to the axilla. But like they say, common sense is not common at all! and I wrote radial nerve.
I waited for the torture session to begin.
Dr. Rajesh called the students who scored the highest mark first. I watched Aparna and Shylaja checking their answer sheets and comparing their marks. Aparan turned to look at me, with a look that said
Did you see? I got the highest mark!’ and I smiled at her with the look that said
‘Who cares! If you got the top score, Good for you!’
I knew I would be in the last few, but I didn’t feel so bad, because my saviour was there in the class. Himanshu, who is my super senior also wrote the test with us. This is the third year, he is re writing the first year exams.
Last time I scored one mark more than him! So I knew that there is nothing to worry.

Dr. Rajesh called “Himanshu”.
Himanshu got up, greeted everyone in the class with wave and a nod. Everyone started to laugh. I watched him walking down the steps confidentally with a huge grin on his face. How can he smile like that, when he knows he is going to be yelled at in a few seconds.
“Students, give Himanshu an applause. He passed his anatmoy test” Dr. Rajesh waved Himanshu’s answer sheets.
I watched in horror as Himanshu started to do a victory dance and everyone started to clap. This can’t be happening. Himanshu is supposed to fail, so I will have company.
I looked around the room, who else is there? Who else can give me company in the journey to the land of failures? What about Balaji? I looked for him. He already had an answer sheet infront of him. That means he too has passed. Why oh Why did I skip the classes?
“Ms. Thomas” Yelled Dr. Rajesh. Everyone turned to look at me. I wanted the earth to open and swallow me. But that didn’t happen. Somewhere at the back of my head I could hear Maria yelling
‘innu kittikkolum, innu kittikolum, dum dum dum’(you are going to be in hot soup. dum. dum. dum). She used to point her index finger and sing that every time I did something wrong. As a child that was the song that gave a forewarning that my sister is going to snitch on me and I am going to be in big trouble. I shook my head, so the song would stop. I was just about to walk down the steps when I heard Dr. Rajesh speak
“Oh Ms. Thomas, please don’t waste your energy and come down to the stage. Let me do the hard work and bring your answer sheets to you”
I was sitting in the last bench of the gallery. I watched Dr. Rajesh walking up the steps to where I was standing.
“Ms. Thomas, Why are you wasting your time here? You are from a rich family, aren’t you? Why don’t you tell your parents to save the money they are spending here for your text books and living expenses and use that money to get you married off? You are not going to pass medicine anyway!”
Everyone was laughing at me and Dr. Rajesh was enjoying every minute of tormenting me. I thought of telling him
‘What I do with my parents money is my business’. But the words didn’t come out. Dr. Rajesh sat on the desk and looked at me.
“Ms. Thomas, everyone one in this class wants to know why you wanted to do medicine?”
‘That again is none of your business Dr. Rajesh’. I wanted to tell him that. But again the words refused to come out of my mouth.
“How did you get admission to do medicine? Did you use your famous uncle’s influence?”
I was feeling so terrible. Why is my life so miserable? Why am I always getting in to trouble? I wanted to leave the college. May be I will go to Himalayas and stay there. Away from all these monsters.
I heard a bike sound, from where I stood I could see the area where all the seniors park their bikes. I looked outside. It must have been magic. I watched Beautiful eyes parking his bike. He got off the bike and looked around. He saw me getting yelled at. He started to smile and then he lifted both hands and showed me the thumbs up sign and I smiled.
“Why are you smiling? I say why are you smiling? You think this is funny? Get out of my class”
“Thank you sir” I was just so glad to get out of Dr. Rajesh’s class. Without wasting another second, I grabbed my books from the desk and started to walk down the steps, leaving Dr. Rajesh who was still sitting on my desk. My shoes was making the tak tak sound as I walked down and I wanted to irritate Dr. Rajesh some more. So I purposely stepped down on the steps to make maximum noise. I was still mad at Dr.Rajesh
“Sir, do you want me to close the door or leave it open?” I wanted him to know that I wouldn’t wither, just because he insulted me.
I didn’t bother to listen to his response. I just wanted to shake him a bit. If he wants to close the door, he can do it himself.
I stood in the corridoor trying to see what I should do, I had almost two hours of free time till lunch. I didn’t want to go back to the hostel and I didn’t want to go to the library. I was trying to figure out what I should do, when I noticed Princy walking in the corridoor. He was walking towards me and I knew I would be in trouble, if he sees me. I looked around. There were some seniors in the canteen. They must have finished the morning rounds and having their breakfast now. I wore my lab coat, so I would look like I just came back from the hospital and walked confidentally. When Princy came near me, I spoke confidentally
“Good morning Sir”
He nodded his head and said”Good morning”
Before he had a chance to ask me anything further, I walked as fast as my legs could carry. By the time all the neurons in Princy’s head send warning messages I was already in the canteen. I asked the first guy who was standing near the door.
“Is princy looking at me?”
“Can you help me? I don’t want him to catch me”
“Walk with me” He ordered
“Where are you going?”
“To the office you monkey.” I watched him wave to the Princy and together we walked to the office.
Nobody who bunks the class dares to go to the office especially during college hours. Princy’s peon is well known to snitch on the students. I wasn’t sure what master plan, my new found senior friend had in mind.
“Why did you bunk the class?”
“I Didn’t bunk, I was thrown out?”
“Who threw you out?”
“Dr. Rajesh”
“Because I laughed”
“Really? Rajesh threw you out because you laughed?”
“Hmm” I nodded my head
“Oh I forgot. My name is Paul”
“I am Nina”
“I know”
“What do you know?”
“I know your name, monkey”
“I am not a monkey”
“You are the only female monkey in the history of this college, who has been thrown out of the class, and you are getting upset because I called you a monkey?”
I didn’t reply, because I felt what Paul said was probably true.
When we reached the office, Princy’s peon was standing outside the door.
“What do you want?” He looked at both of us
“We want to see Princy”
“He just went to the pathology department”
“Oh! Will he be back soon?” I watched Paul looking at his watch
“may be another 15 minutes!”
“Oh Lord! My ENT class will start in 10 minutes. Tell you what I will come back after the class” Paul patted the peon’ shoulders and turned to walk back to the canteen.
“What is it regarding? I mean Why do you want to see the princy?” Peon asked
“Oh we need to discuss the arterial supply of anterior and posterior gluteus maximus”
“Oh ok” Princy’s peon just nodded his head, as though he understood

As I walked back to the canteen I asked Paul
“What was all that about? Gluteus maximus ?”
“Oh! That idiot has only studied up to the 10 std and he acts so big. You just have to use any high funda words to shut him up”
“Did you know someone has been wanting to meet you?”
“Someone. Come with me. I will introduce you”

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