There was not a single soul outside the lecture hall. Everyone in my class was inside the lecture hall. My juniors were in the Anatomy lab, seniors were all inside various labs doing experiments. And I who normally bunks most lectures was standing outside the lecture hall because my Professor Kicked me out of the class for no reason.
I felt so lost and lonely.
I was so angry.

There was no point standing outside the lecture hall like a scarecrow.Should I go back to the hostel and skip the rest of the lectures today? I decided to go back to the hostel and read some books. As I started to walk, I thought again about what happened today.
I could hear Dr. Gopal yell at the top of his voice and asking me to Get out. I tried to figure out why he was angry with me.
Have I ever met him before?
No, I was pretty sure that I had never seen him before.
Then why was he angry with me?
Could it be that he knows something about my family? Does he know my sister? Does he know George?
I was struggling to breath when I realized what probably is the reason why I was kicked out of the class.
Bloody hell. I swore.
But then something changed. Each time George upped the challenge, I fought and I won. Why was I giving up now?
Suddenly I was back to being Methran Thambi’s grand daughter.
I didn’t come this far to lose now. I turned back and walked back to the lecture hall. I stood right out of the door.
If Princy came for a spot check, I wanted him to notice me and ask me why I was standing outside the class.
How ironic!
Wasn’t I the same one who used to run and hide behind the doors when Princy came for surprise visits, because I didn’t want to get caught for bunking?

Princy didn’t come, but a little while later I heard the door being opened and Dr. Gopal walked out. He looked surprised to see me. I ignored him.
There was so much of ruckus inside the class which is the usual scene as soon as the professor leaves the lecture hall, but as soon as I walked in, there was pin drop silence. Everyone was staring at me.
My seat was still empty and I went to sit there. As soon as I sat, Anitha moved far away from me, as though I was some untouchable. There was now enough space for another student to sit between both of us. Not that anyone would want to take that prime spot.
Some people say, we are punished for the sins of our previous life. But what horrible sins could one commit for being punished like this over and over and over?
When will I ever finish paying for my past life sins?
I wished someone would just hold me and tell me it is ok. I knew the whole class would have seen the way Anitha reacted when I sat down. But I was all alone in a class of 120 students. I was always all alone. I held my books close to my body.
thanikku thanum, purakku thoonum.
When will I ever have someone to share my burdens?
‘You had someone, you $%^&*8 it up’ Sensible one spoke
I was too tired to argue with her. What was the point? The end result was still the same.
I lost and there was nothing new in that knowledge.. Was there?
I kept on building and some one kept on moving the foundation.. Houses in the sand..