"It was just a normal day in college. The gang was having a good time in the canteen as usual. Suddenly I got a message from the class representative that the 'subsi' class is on. What the @#%#? We honors' students never attended attended 'subsi' class. Thats what our seniors told us. I informed my gang and all of us trooped to the lecture theater. It was a boring chemistry class and the prof was bumbling around as in a daze. He also must have never taken a 'subsi' class in his life. Suddenly the hot Delhi summer gave way to clouds and a cool breeze started blowing. I sighed that due to some 'nincompoop' I have to attend the class and not enjoy the great weather which is so rare in Delhi. The class finished and I went up to the Class representative to ask who was responsible for scheduling the class. As I had suspected it was him. I went to him and gave him a piece of his mind But then he shouted back at me. It was first time that some guy had shouted back at me and I was soon in tears. Next day in the class at my usual seat I found a dairy-milk fruit n nut along with a 'Hercule Poirot' novel. Who had kept it no-one knew but I had suspect in mind. Just as the lecture got over he came over and apologized for his behavior and took me to barista for a coffee"
And then She called me to the kitchen and I closed my dearest wife's journal.
And then She called me to the kitchen and I closed my dearest wife's journal.
