A Lot Can Happen Over Tea..

☕The Provenance..☕

I came back to the classes when the sir entered..

Typical teacher he was..

He started like, 'Today we are going to see about trigonometry'

No good morning..

No introduction..

Nothing..

I really didn't know how come teachers could be like this 🙄

And he started writing on the board too..

He wrote in a random manner..

Like, 1st on the right top, then drew a line on the center of the board, wrote on the left, again went to the top and was completely zigzagging...

One blink of eye and I really couldn't connect with him as he was running as if he goes in a marathon race..

My head was spinning and I couldn't find the head or tail out of it..

And to the worst, he was erasing everything with his left hand while writing too..

I tried my level best to cope up with him but pathetically failed..

I turned to see Pavi who was cluelessly sitting..

Ennadi onnume purila.., I mumbled..

Iren di nee vera, endha direction la poraaru nu map paakren naan..

Nee adhula doubt vera kekkra..

Pochu..

Nee pesinathula avaru ipa left lendhu top ponara illa right ponara nu gavanikala..

Eruma, she scolded me..

I turned around to check everyone..

All of them were almost sleepy..

Three girls on the front row were busy following his zigzag route..

And the boys kept the note closed..

Except Kathir..

I didn't know what he was doing with his note..

He was busy copying the stuffs from the board..

Rajesh was playing with his pen..

Fidgeting his pen in two fingers..

Gosh, I love this..

I was watching him again and again..

I tried to copy him..

And my pen fell down..

How will I impress him if my pen fell like this?

Mulla, veetuku poi kathukrom..

Kalakrom..

I was comforting myself..

(I had tried it later at home just to get some nice scoldings from amma..
And , athai as usual came for the rescue but that's a different story)

So, atlasssstttt...

The maths hour was over..

He went out..

I tapped Pavi who still didn't come out of the trance..

Pavi..I called her..

Enna di, she asked me..

Ivaru dhan namakku varusham full ah maths staff ah? I asked with a voice filled with scare..

Aaaaaaawwwww..She was yawning..