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The Diversified Enigma  by Tunicatrick

 

It was a mysteriously boring day. I was sitting on the stool in the chemistry laboratory. The sun rays splitting through the glass less window filled the room giving it an ancient appearance. My eyes were fixed on the Drosophila buzzing on my face, occasionally resting on my bulbous nose. I jolted my hand in its pursuit, but again missed it.

Damn it, I cant even get rid of a fly!”

Trying to focus on something other than despair, I concentrated on the rows of chemicals aligned in front of me. I started mixing random chemicals in the test tube. I was fascinated by the transformation that each chemical brought with it.

I was dragged back to the reality by the stabbing voice of madam Robizen.

What in the world are you trying to do?”

And now don't tell me that you didn't do anything. The point is that all males are alike and you happen to be one too. Therefore, the likelihood of you being innocent is only a little above zero percent.”

Wait, Wait!”

Have you ever watched Tom and Jerry?”

All this time, I was mesmerized by what the true potential of a lady can be. The continuous threads of insults were actually fired at me and I don't deny that its side effects were drawing me away from my senses.

Yes madam” was all I was able to blurt out.

I wish I could throw every student who claims to be from any sort of “paradoxically fervent” prestigious institution; just like Tom slashes Jerry against the wall. By the way, you were supposed to be performing a practical: you didn't come here to comb your hair while looking at your horrendous image in the test tubes.”

Madam, I was just about to pour the solution in the flask.” I lied.

Taking the pipette, I quickly sucked the solution. I was aware of the monstrous gaze that was stuck on my face. The next moment, the solution entered my mouth causing me to cough and gag.

O no my son, you are not going to die.”

She turned towards the class and said, “Poor Mr show off is under the influence of an enigma that may lead him away from us.” Then shifting her eyes, she roared ,“Now get out of my class!”

I was very much aware of the burst of excitement that had followed my exit, but I didn't dare look back. Wondering about what the day had in store for me, I strolled along the dull lit corridor. My mind was in a trance. A pigeon flew over my head muttering something, maybe cursing me.

Even the pigeons consider me a duffer!”

Miraculously, I managed to stay away from further mishaps till the break. It was the reunion day and the streets were teeming with old students. For the moment, I hurried towards the cafeteria. Except for a few unintentional glances, I kept my gaze on the path in front of me. As usual Joshan and Fornas were seated on the same corner table. I ordered for my conventional tea-break and sat looking at there so very familiar faces.

Fornas was the first to break the silence.

That girl thinks at she can waste my precious time!”

I wouldn't allow her to do that so easily.”

Then, he got up and dashed across the room. Fixing his scarlet spectacles, Joshan said, “I think his stomach needs some tuning!” I raised my eyes to look at the unbelievably magnanimous mouth that he possessed. Joshan continued, “ Hey Awrim, I truly sympathize with you about what happened in the class earlier. But I do think that you should get serious about your studies.” I observed how his eyes nearly overflowed their sockets when he spoke. I tried munching on my salad, but everything seemed so bland.

I cant believe how she does that.”

But in medical terms, I call it the Infinity syndrome.”

We turned to find Fornas still not happy with that Infinity syndrome girl.

Joshan sighed and said, “I do pray for the Poor girl!” Chuckling, we hurried along the busy road bustling with the chatter of new and old graduates.

 

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Date created: April 3, 2012
Date published: April 3, 2012
Comments: 0
Tags: teacher, university, unlucky
Word Count: 1350
Times Read: 179
Story Length: 7
Children Rank: 2.9/5.0 (1 votes)
Descendant Rank: 0.0/5.0 (6 votes)