Thursday, September 27, 2012

Back to School 18

Smoke slid behind the desk. He was pissed off. He'd had a hard enough time getting through the crowds. Forget finding out the time and place. That wasn't even a problem for a pro like him. But the crowds. He hated crowds. And the kids. Ugh. Detested them.

He thought it would have been easy enough to enlist a young recruit. But no, it had to go all wrong. There were no female agents in situ, they were all out of the country. He had eyed some of the kids while he was getting to the location, and considered pulling one out of the crowd and 'persuading' them to do what needed to be done.

Somehow though, it all went amiss. First, as he had made his way across the lawn to the building, he was accosted by a group of misfits parading around with crosses and handmade signs. Frosh Week.  He'd tried to ignore them, but they refused to let him go. They pressed pamphlets into his hand. Proclaimed that Jesus was the Answer. Asking him had he had pledged to give his faith unto the lord and to repent and receive the Lord Jesus Christ for the answer to all questions was Jesus. He had grunted noncommittally at them, and had, for a few seconds, considered knocking one or two out. But that would have been disrespectful. So he'd shrugged his way through, nodding and waving his pamphlet at them, jogging to the building.

Now, as he slid behind the desk, he was experiencing another problem. He couldn't fit. The space between the desk and the puny chair was tiny.

'What the beep is this? Barbie doll furniture?'  He muttered to himself, struggling with the desk now, as he had somehow got himself stuck between the desk and the chair.

'Hi. Can I see your id please?' A small girl stood expectantly at his side.

'What do you need my id for? This isn't a bar.' He finally extricated himself from the dimunitive furniture.

'Um. This is the exam room. That means you have to show your student ID.' She stated primly.

'Yeah. Okay. But I can't fit in this tiny contraption.' He kicked at the leg of the desk. It almost fell over.

The girl looked around, 'There's a desk over there by the window. I think it's bigger than the regular desks.'

They walked over to it, and Smoke looked over the desk. He made a face, then sat down with a sigh.

'Your ID, please?'  She asked again. He patted himself, looking for where he'd kept it. He found the wallet and pulled out the required card. He looked at it, then looked sideways at the girl a few times. He tut tutted a few times, then handed the card over.

The girl looked down at the card. A cute girl with long black hair was smiling poutily at her.

She looked at the man, and he was facing out the window, his hand covering the right side of his face.

'Um. Mister...Basanti?' She read from the card. 'There seems to be a mi-'

'Yeah, I know. Ehm. It's not a very flattering picture. I, ehm, had to take the photographer out.'

'Out? You went on a date?!' The girl's eyes were round like saucers.

'No! Ehh. Out like, out. TKO.' He fidgeted.

'TKO. Um, okay. Why would you do that though?'

'Listen, is this an interrogation? I came to write the damn exam. Who are you anyways, to ask me these questions?' He huffed, a bit put out. 'You're not a professor.'

'No. I got selected from my school for a student exchange!' She beamed at him proudly. 'I'm fulfilling the duties of an invigilator.'

'Invig..Aren't you kind of...young?'

She looked offended. 'Aren't you kind of OLD?' She gestured with the card.

A bustle at the front of the room distracted them both, as at the same time another invigilator slapped an exam booklet on the desk. It was time to begin the exam.



In the ensuing silence, Smoke turned the exam over. What the hell is all this? He flipped through to the second page, then the third, and kept flipping to the end. Holy sheet what am I doing here?

He fidgeted with the pen, looking at the clock, his mind racing. Answer, answer, answer, answer. The questions on the paper seemed to be taunting him. He glared back.

He read over the exam again. If he had any clue about the subject matter, he was sure this was an easy exam. All he had to do was choose one of 5 different questions, answer 5 short word answers about the question, then explain all his answers in one last question that was worth half the exam grade. Simple

Or not. He glared at the girl who was walking down the aisle, and she seemed to be laughing at him, with a smirk on her face. She knows I'm not supposed to be here. She thinks I can't answer anything. Psh, I'll show her.

He flipped back to the first page, and read through all the questions, nodding to himself. Yes, he could do this. He looked out the window. But how? The sounds of bells tolling caught his attention, across the wide lawn of the campus was a church.

He turned to the first question. Answered it.  Went to the next. Answered it. He made short work of the rest of the questions. Then threw his pen on the desk, he leaned back and sighed. He stretched out lazily again, crossing his arms behind his head.








31 comments:

  1. LOLLLLLLLLL ... story takes another totally unexpected turn ... if we were on the sets on an indian singing show and himesh or vishal or shekhar were the judges we would hear the term "mindblowing" thrown around

    LOL @ neoclassical growth model n production possibility frontier :P solow uncle would be proud :D

    err why does dhuan have lulus id card ... looks around for part 19 :P

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    1. I think I told you the answer to that already but the answer was already in part 17:B and LOL@ "mindblowing"...'jus mindblowing yaar'

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    2. I remember stealing her wallet in the last one but I'm still wondering why I'm going through so much trouble for Beedu when just chicken would make her happy :D

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  2. I had to do some wiki search... but i liked the story turn and the technical part :)

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    1. Eths, what did you have to wiki? :O You didn't NEED to know what the exam was asking!

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  3. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Jesus is the answer!

    And yayyy mr smoke is heree :)

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  4. meanwhile while smoke is out taking laylaa's exam, lulu and i have cleaned out his fridge n freezer of all the yummy cooked food (refer to smokes blog for pics of all his food) ... yup every single one of em ... the keema that was frozen, the chicken that was frozen, the latest red lentils, the chilli paneer ... everything *smacks lips*

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    1. LOL what a stalker you is. Might I remind you, yous be locked up in the desert.

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    2. Guru Ji :O I can tell how relieved you are after finding out I don't actually poison the foods I prepare Haha

      Or, do I? ::ninja

      :D

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  5. WOW....I guess dats exactly whats gonna happen to me in econometric exams..

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    1. Blue :O Are you the same blue who gave me a tip on my Kheer way back? If so, thank you again for that :)

      Please feel free to gimme more tips =]

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    2. lol...I guess Im da one..whatever u say :D

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    3. throws blue a durbin watson statistic :P

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  6. :O You've described me so well hahaha but I'm afraid, you may scare off a lot of people :B kidding :P

    Lol Come to think of it, Jesus does have all the answers ^^

    Btw why am I giving an exam for Beedu? :hmm Okay okay shall wait for the episodes to come to find out :B

    and, hmph I do not detest kids. I just rather watch them from a distance than come in close contact with the lil things ::ninja

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    1. You did make a promise, IF you recall:P

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    2. Oh yes, but Miss.IQ, Seeing the answers I put in there, doesn't look like I'm keeping my word Lol

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    1. Hhahahahah ohhhhhhhhhh twinna, I so love you.

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    2. love u too twinna :D missed (missing) u <3 <3

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  8. where is 19 .. where is my weekend reading :sleep

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    1. LOLLLLLLLLL .. n a good evening to u mah lady .. i put in a comment on da moozik blog n also on shoutbox :smoke

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    2. Good eveningggggggg. :) Good night nowsssssssm hehe sweet dreams. *falls asleep*

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    3. top of da mornin 2 u guys ::smoke wakey wakey eggs n bakey

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    4. luluuuuuuuuu .. u made eggs n bacon for me :P

      :coffee :rose

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    5. yes romeyo...

      ::rose ::coffee


      kisses n hugs ::rolleyes

      xoxox

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    6. have a gr8 weekend n miss meeh ......else u r gay "ROMEYO" :P

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