45 MINUTES OF BUNKING...............PART: O1

Lonely corridors, empty playground and silently going on classes... In the winter days the silence of the whole school during the first half is as similar as that of a graveyard...

As usual the chemistry class got over...and in the middle of the 2nd period that is the physics class Ayesha pushed me...

Ayesha: hey Shri!!...This morning I forgot one thing.

me: shut up Ayesha... lemme concentrate...

Ayesha: wot da hell...from when have you started concentrating on physics lecture??? That too when this boring Sunil Kumar is teaching..

Me: its not dat yaar if I tok to u now he will again scold me...like earlier.

Ayesha: listen to me na ...I forgot to give the full sleeve sweater to my bro..he must be shivering with cold now...he’ll fall ill..pls will u come with me to give the sweater???

Me: but now?? How??

Ayesha: arre waise bhi Sunil ji ends up with his lecture 15mins earlier and 15mins have already gone only 5mins left for him to leave..

Me: ok then...bt I must say he’s lucky enough to get a di (elder sister) like you...

Ayesha: hmm...I love him very much and loves me too...

Just then Sunil ji left the classroom...and we stood up to leave...

Suddenly,

Ritz: hey where r u guys going??woh bhi mujhe chor ke?? Just wait..

Me: ohho Ritz we are just going to her bro to give this thing...

Ritz: kabhi bhi hum bahar jate hai toh saath mein jaate hai na? toh ab bhi chalenge ..waise bhi am getting bored sitting idle..

Ayesha: thik hai... stop ur nautanki aur chal meri amma..

And here begins the problem, whenever the three of us are together something or the other happens for sure...

And as I’ve said the whole building was wrapped in silence...and we went to Abhishek’s (Ayesha’s bro) class...no one was there so we asked one of the gr-d passing by...She told us dat they were in the primary playground as there is some competition going on...

Me: wot ayesha now I cant go to dat primary building, it’ll be too late yaar...and Mondal sir’s class will start...

Now Mr. A Mondal...our English teacher ,a middle aged man,with French cut beard on a squared face..Who always used to have some or the other problem with me and Ritz...

Ritz: ahh shri don’t worry we will be back even before he enters the class...

Ayesha: chal na yaar please...

Now we were in the small ground where the program was on...she gave the sweater to abhishek, in fact she made him wear that...And we were indulged in watching the fancy-dress competition...This way more than 15 minutes passed and the bell rang for the third period...Mondol sir had already started teaching the new poetry which could be heard when we reached the senior corridor...

Ritz: do you guys want to enter the class now ??

Ayesha and I gave a confused look...

Me: no, I am not going to enter. He will be insulting us. You know his nature...

Ayesha: ok then lets bunk the period.

Me: now??? There’s hardly anyone seen outside if we get spotted???

Ritz: arre cchhor naa yaar ....and idiot that Mama(Mahapatra sir) is also not outside...so no chance of getting scolded...

Me: arre haan..maine to socha hi nahi tha...wah tere mein toh buddhi aa gayi..

We thought sir wont notice us in the as last week a similar case happened and sir did not noticed...So we bunked the whole period..Loitering around the school...and fortunately no one did notice. And as soon as the bell rang we ran to classroom as we didn’t want to miss our bio class.

On reaching the class, bio ma’m was late as usual and rest of the students were doing their work..

Me (screamingly): hey!! Where’s my bag???

Ayesha and ritz: hey!! Ours are also missing..

Shalini: you three were bunking na that’s why sir has taken your bags with him. Now, go and talk to him else he’ll not return them...

Three of us stood dumbfounded for a moment and next moment we were seen running towards the English department. But three of us stopped outside before entering...

-to be continued to part -2