There is, often, more to stories than what is told, hidden in plain sight, and to unravel that, to look beyond obvious, sometimes, all it takes to decipher, is a key, a code or maybe just a number !!!
I crash down on a corner chair and start swallowing coke, watching us being joined by a bunch of other guys. As usual, lost in thoughts, I occasionally look up to say hii and catch words like McD, AVTAR..........., and sometimes, very rarely though, KRITI and SHRUTI too . I barely know most of these guys.
No matter how hard I try, it's really difficult to avoid envying him, for the genius and popular he is. Suddenly he gets up to fetch our order, it's his turn today. And for the first time I get a clear view of the table right in front.
It's her !!!
Is she staring at me ?
Does she know ? but how could she know ?
WTF !!! why am I staring back ?
I bury my head deep in the book, gulping diet coke.
Those eyes !!!Here he is, back with lunch for the day.
Was she smiling ?
She is cute ............and yep I am idiot !!!
So............ should I go talk to her ???
2/3
Most of us are fed up of equations, the monotonous practice of adding, subtracting, multiplying............and hence, solving. But that's all that can be done. Really ??? Imagine if you could see equations hanging in mid air, see them moving, and bumping into each other, and therefore, getting reduced, simplified !!! If you could see logic transforming to equations.
And bingo, here it is, the answer.........But it's hardly been a couple of minutes. So he looks searchingly for the Professor, and looks away the instant their eyes met. The Professor looks back, astonishingly, his expressions are not of appreciation..................., but I am sure ignominy would be an exaggeration for them.
Maybe he should recheck, a cross reference would be a better idea. He peeps across, into her note book, unfortunately, only to find a funny set of equations, wait a second, look at that handwriting, isn't it beautiful. But who writes wrong equations in this impeccable fashion, specially in this class ???
She was still busy with the equations, and he was simply staring at her, when he realized that the Professor is pointing at him, asking for the answer. He stands up and reads out stumbling over words like only he can do.....
"t one over t two equals root three"
It's not difficult to notice the mocking grin on the Professors face as he declares in this authentic voice, his eyes glimmering.......
"Once again, our self proclaimed genius here, has renounced
the use of pen and paper, fortunately this time it's a
wrong answer."
He sinks down his chair, gazing at his textbook, all those equations dangling right in front of him, scribbling down equations, reading and re-reading the question, while the Professor points someone else for the answer. There is something odd about those equations !!!
3/3
"Hey could you explain that problem to me,the heat transfer question to find out the ratio of temperatures"
quibbled the guy sitting behind. "Dude I went terribly wrong with that one, and you heard him going mad on me" I replied.
"hey buddy, everyone knows you are almost his favorite, and about going wrong, I guess you said you made some calculation mistake, didn't you ?" he said persuasively.
So I open my note book, and start searching for the solution. But all I could find was the question number and the right answer against it. Wait a second, I answered that question wrong, didn't I ?
Right at that moment, everything made sense, her cute smile, his evil grin, the flaw in argument, the discrepancy in equations, the right answer and root three.
I sank down my chair, gazing at my textbook, all those equations dangling right in front of me, scribbling down equations, reading and re-reading the question, meanwhile, the Professor pointed someone else for the answer, and all I heard was a sharp perplexed voice, voice for a girl sitting right across the walking space, at the corner of the bench, and all she said was...............Root Three
