My first.........

What a day it has been!! FIrst of all, on some instinct, I picked up a Punjabi dress to wear for college, which is completely antagonastic of me. I don't dislike wearing them, but if you travel to college in rush hour it's tough managing the three-piece thing with you. Plus there is the problem of keeping the cellphone with you, I don't have any option but to keep it in my bag, when sometimes the calls and messages go unoticed because you can't hear or feel the ringtone.

Do you sometimes have this gut feeling that everything is not going to be ok today and yet you ignore it? Well today was one such day for me....

Things were pretty cool early morning. Many complimented me on my new 'look' (blush, blush) so I was in high spirits. Plus two lectures were cancelled and we were supposed to be free by 2.45 pm (which is quite a rarity). I spent most of my lectures chatting about the stock market with my friend who had quite useful things to say about it.

For the last lecture, one friend requested me to give his proxy. Now let me make this clear that I am not a serial offender, so I agreed. And I don't need to tell you what happened later. Proxy got caught and I am scooted away to the professor's room with the guy. Now let me tell you I had scored the highest in his subject so naturally he was quite taken aback on seeing me. The worst part was that he didn't yell at me. I wouldnt have minded if he would have yelled and screamed at me, because I knew I was guilty. But the silence was quite frightening. He just mumbled "I didn't expect this from you" and I was left off!

I really didn't know how to react. The guy was apologising and consoling me, but to tell you the truth I really wasnt feeling anything. Absolutely blank. Maybe it was because it had been my first such experience. I obviously felt bad that I had done something of this sort and dissapointed the professor, but then there was this adrenaline rush of having been caught giving a proxy. I think everyone must have one such 'breaking-free-from-the-good-girl-image' experience in life. Seriously. Oh yes, I forgot to add that I was kept standing in class for a good half an hour because I was giggling(yaar, what's wrong with me?). But I had put the professor in quite a situation because no one in the class except me was able to answer the questions so I guess I was forgiven for my uncontrolled fits of giggling.

I must confess the reason I am able to write about this experience is because Sir didn't react much. Or else habitual offenders must be having quite a fair idea how it feels to be in your professor's cabin for giving proxy. Thank you Sir!!