Chapter-7 THE EPIDEMIC: One month later everyone asked about that my grades I got in my previous school. I said to them, “I always remained in the toppers list." Which is indeed the truth, but only a few believed. And even those who believed asserted that, “Even if it is true then he would be only on the average students list here, because his old school is of comparatively a lower standard to us.” I decided that I should study well and get good marks to prove myself. In our first monthly test, my rank was on the average while she and my Syed were in the top five ranks. Three months went, then that was the time for the brightest students to crown themselves by bypassing the brighter students. The rest would simply stock up on aspirins and fever injections as it was the time of the beginning of our quarterly examinations. The exams began opposing our wish. According to our teachers, we were allotted places in such a way that it would be tough for us to copy others’ papers. One boy and one girl shared a bench, and they were asked to sit on the edge of a bench on either side. The teachers had been teaching us for so many years, but still they were foolish enough to forget the universal truth that, “Always opposite poles attract each other." Even the U.N.O member election wouldn’t have contained these many strict rules which our school imposed. They warned us, “Those who are caught copying would be immediately chucked out of their exam halls and severely punished. Moreover, their action would be narrated to everyone including their parents." They thought that, for us getting caught for cribbing someone’s paper was a matter of disgrace. But for us, it was something like adding feathers to our school’s outstanding performances. I really owe a bunch of thanks to those who framed that kind of layout as luckily she was sitting on my bench. But what to do there was no use in it. Whenever I looked at her, as if thinking an answer, I saw a spark of fire in the invigilator’s eyes, which could even make a volcano eruption to diminish. It was my friend Ram, who asked me an answer for a question when I said that I don’t know, he compelled me to ask her the answer. So I called out her name for three times. She didn’t respond to anything. I called out for another time. And when the teacher went out I fluttered my hands in the air in a gesture (like a forlorn ship wrecked soldier asking for “SOS” on seeing some helicopter flying around him). She then looked at me casually and continued writing by putting her head down, ignoring me. At that time, I hated her and thought why she was so much arrogant? Because in my old school compared to boys, girls helped me the most in the exams. Then for the remaining exams I never turned over to see her. During those times I had self-respect, which always governed me the most. Perhaps it was her gaze that shattered my self-respect as the years went by. A few weeks later, after we had finished the exam, our teachers started to distribute the papers. After that, they assessed our marks and gave us the progress cards. I got 10th rank while she and Syed were in the top five ranks, but I was joyous that I proved myself. Other friends accepted that I might have been a topper in my old school Few students, especially those, who got their ranks after mine, were angry with me because they would have got one rank ahead if I had not joined in their school. I wished to surpass her rank at least once, just to teach her a lesson in arrogance. Therefore, I started studying hard and after that in the every exam, I got an increased progress in my report card.
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