Status : last minute submission time. Lots of 3rd years around, me the only 2nd yr.
Chulk is in the process of checking the many journals lying on his table.
Chulk( 'l' silent) : OK, all of you, come here and stand in a line.Arey wahan kahan jaa rahe ho, idhar aao.
Come here.( licks fingers and starts turning pages of the journal in hand)
(still doing the same...)
Chulk : arey arey, kai re hey?( glances on cover)kaun hai ye?Shankar. eh Shankar kidhar hai re? usko bulao zara idhar!
Shankar! Shankar!
(They take 2 minutes to locate shankar who's in the same room, then 2 more fore him to realize he's been called. Finally at chulk's table)
Shankar : Yes si-
Chulk : Idhar aao re. Ye dekho.(turns the page so that he can't actually dekho)See this. This diagram. Iska kidhar likha hai? Next page pe. What is this?
Shankar : Sir I did all the diagrams together and then-
Chulk : Arey aisa nahin chalega. This will not do. Ye diagram ke baaju mein aana chahiye.
Shankar : Sir yes sir-
Chulk : Arey whay you people are doing? Kitni baar bataneka aap logoko ki aisa mat likh karke? This is the way we have taught you? Right now you don't have viva. But external aayega toh what they will think... such a reputed institute and like this is happening...
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( Chulk just finished handing out last week's test papers to batch 2. The girls always get at least 8/10 while those who actually understand the subject never get more than 7. One wonders why...)
Chulk : That you don't say. You have no right to ask me why you got these many marks and why he got more that many marks.
One look at the girls' journals tells you what Chulk was so uncomfortable to disclose - boxes around all the diagrams, pearly round handwriting with perfect presentation and spacing, complete answers gulped and puked word-to-word and spelling mistake-to-spelling mistake from Techmax.
We have just thing to say to this guy-Chulk you!
