Part 26

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SAI POV

              Finally!!! I got acceptance and I am going to train, going to learn, going to fly yess. This was the day I was waiting for. Not to play a little wife for such a huge family  though some of them I loved some of them tolerated me ,and some of them down right despised or even hated me. I know what Virat sir speaks behind my back  that I am immature childish sometimes selfish. I mean c'mon I am 12th passed only you can't expect me to behave like those chachis or his best friend Patralekha vahini. I tell you that woman must be psychological study subject that I intend to do so. Today Patralekha vahini, me and Virat sir are going to take admission in Nagpur college as the military school has small unit there and Virat sir making it late for me driving like a tortoise and vahini stopping the car at almost every square of shop that comes in her vicinity. What is this re?  I got her ploy in just three shops when she un-necessarily bought chocolate biscuits because that very shop is her mother loves. Kuch bhi haan  it was super market only. Did Virat sir also got her plan in making me late or his sharp ACP mind went on holidays as usual when its necessary?

               Finally when we reached at college main gate I quite literally ran away from those two for two reasons 1. I did not want people to know I have husband 2 I did not want Virat sir there when I complete admission procedure because there were additional two result+ certificate I am going to attach for my final submission. i.e. my IB exam results. The arrow showing auditorium led me step closer towards my destination. I entered with full expectations of military clothed army officers roaming around taking roll calls for application but alas what I saw disappointed me greatly. There were some ordinary people sitting leisurely scattered on table and chairs. This scene looked more like a municipal corporation office rather than college administration least military admission center. 

"Strange isn't it?" Someone spoke in my ear while I was looking at the scenario. 

"It looks like this college has given this room for LIC of India for rent" He continued. Now this person started irritating me. Who is he to talk with me I turned around and saw a boy of my age looking around casually.

"Here for admission? or ..." Now I couldn't let him complete or jaan na pechan would have kept talking

"Oh no I am here to issue LIC policy are a agent?"

"Are aap toh bura maan gyi" I was saying are you here for medical admission or for THE ADMISSION ? He whisper yelled. 

Now when I properly looked at him I got under his oh so casual ness he was not looking but watching that hall with familiar scrutiny.

"You are.."

"Aniket Waghmare..."

"second rank IB exam"

"How do you know?"

"because I am the first"

"Oh ho Sai Joshi  Now why we will be asked  come here if they did not want to give us admission?"

"Shushh Stop being idiot like my husband why will they waste RPAD if they wanna prank us?"

I heard some snorting from behind me. When I turned there was no one I guess I am becoming paranoid

"Why not ? Wait a minute husband?"

" Really out of all things I spoke you remember word husband? Think You idiot unless they want to raise the income of Indian Post services they will not issue public notice, entrance and at the end admission  hi nhi dena aise nhi ho sakta"

"Oh ye toh maine socha hi nhi"

"Tum sochte bhi ho surprising?"

"Ok Have you noticed one thing these people seems awfully casual with their work?"

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