update 19-
MORNING- Wizardry class.
Half of the class strength had reached the wizardry room, and the rest was still arriving.
''if someone would have not been so busy with his new girlfriend last evening on a date in temple, then atleast today I would have been blessed enough to wear my own shirt.''- vikrant remarked shaleen, teasing him for 63rd time after his return from temple yesterday.
''I told you na! don't call that snobbish princess my girl-friend…are you deaf?''-shaleen spat on his face with fuming anger.''main tabse kah raha hun…vo ek co-incidence tha ki uniform ki shop bandd thi and since temple was near, I thought of accompanying swan. Remember, tumne hi kaha tha- A DELICATE PRINCESS.''-here he was comparatively polite while justifying himself.
The other two boys- uday and mehul were badly holding their laughter. Shaleen's struggle to prove himself GIRLFRIEND-LESS was seriously entertaining.
'' believe man…I have no girlfriend on earth.''-shaleen said.
''come on dude… we are your friends. Don't hide it from us!''uday sympathized while tapping shaleen's shoulder.
''by the way, you are quick.. chaar din, ladki IN ''-mehul breathed between his laughter.
''shut up!''shalleen snapped, but as if it worked on the three boys.
Finally the maniac-ism of the boys sedimented when the professor entered.
The class started…
In between class too many a times the 3 guys paid mischievous smiles to shaleen, shaleen was hating it, but stil tried to concentrate on subject.
The class today was sitting in two groups, facing each other, with large ample space for professor to roam about and give the lesson.
''…pronunciation of spells is most important while doing wizardry. Mispronunciation can lead many unwelcomed things like…''the professor halted in between to actually think a way to fit the concept in new brains on students..''let me actually show this to you''- she said while collceting her wand fron teacher's table.
''MRETTCHETNA PUNH-PRAJANUN ''- she gracefully waved her wand in air, while pointing towards a dry rose plant.
A sparkling beams of red chroma travelled from the wand tip to the rose plant. The roody beams refilled life in the dried brown rose, transforming in back to a awesome blossom of red and the same pleasing scent, and green laminas too started rejuvenating and new ones sprouting.
Girls were mesmerized while guys were impressed.
''so class, this magic was possible because my pronunciation was exact and the fashion of the wand waving was correct too''- piyali justified to class.
The class now waited for THE UNWELCOME things, which professor talked about earlier.
''but if I say this'' piyali again prepared her wand to do magic on separate rose plant- writhed and dried…''MRETHCHETNA PUNHPRAJANUN ''- the teacher waved the wand in same fashion. But it had no effect on the plant.
''see nothing happened.. this was because I said MRETH instead of MRETT..i misspelled it.''- piyali quoted while scanning the class who innocently nodded.
''if mistakes are minor, then wand don't react, but as the blunders becomes numerous and serious your wand reacts to it''- piyali informed, while preparing her wand for another try of magic on the rose plant.
''MRETHCHETNA PUNHAPRAJUNUN ''-piyali purposely uttered the spell wrong way.
The wand immediately gave her a minor current shock, which consequently made piyali unhold the wand. She jolted her hand to relieve the pain, thought slight.
''now did you all see? What happened?'' piyali gazed the class.'' The wand rejected me by giving me the current shock, minor current shock, which was enough to compel me to free it. and this time I made 3 blunders in my utterance of spells.''- she hopefully saw the class, for god's sake they should understand it.
''why don't one of you try it?''the excited professor examined the class to search a interested face. All smart students immediately bowed their head to hide and dug their eyes in ground- showing their non-interest. But for sweet mehul it was almost impossible to detach his yes from so much beautiful looking lady- his professor piyali.
''master mehul…please you try it''piyali proposed, seeing his only face raised up.
''dead!''shaleen gasped under breath with his head too bent down. Uday and Vicky giggled softly.
A guy never say NO to beautiful girls, especially when they say PLEASE. Mehul got up from his bench and walked to the floor in front. He prepared his wand, and pointed the dried rose plant. He took few moments recollecting the way professor piyali waved her wand and the spell.
''always remember, once the wand is in your hand.. don't think that it you who are operating it, it actually youe wand operating you.''- piyali informed the class.
''MRATHCHETHNA PONHAPRAJHUNUN'' – he spoke courageously, with all possible blunders in the spell and even waved his wand with complete incorrect velocity.
The next moment the wand rejected him so brutally that he was he was dangerously blown back, he was flying in air and was shot into the wooden cupboard behind.
The girls showed a mixed reaction, half of them covered their wide open mouths and half of the hided their faces behind their friends. the brave boys population just squeezed their eyes to escape the view of mehul's death.
Dumb stricken piyali just managed to utter in her no sentiments-''this is the worst way this spell can be uthhered, so tis was the worst way your wand can reject you''
The whole class badly prayed for mehul's life. From some corner of the mountain of wooden pieces, came up a THUMBS UP HAND.
''am…am there..yeehh.. yeah!.. I m a strong man..'' wretched and cracking voice came from below his new grave-the piles of minced wooden cupboard.
vishal and group started laughing madly, while shaleen, uday and Vicky ran to help mehul out of that scrape.
Black magic class-
''I want you all to complete your notes on this topic- basis of characterization on black magic by next class at any cost.''-prof. abhay stared the whole class with inescapable strictness. And this experienced teacher already knew which student is going to submit him the work and who won't, just by mere seeing their faces.
''and guys,..note one more thing. I m the head of your examination department. So being regular and sincere to my subject is the only option available to you.''- abhay also knew how to extract student's heed. After this all student just started being attentive to class.
''that's all for today. Class dismissed.''- abhay commands.
So unfortunate, the moment class started listening to him actually, he finished the class. But CLASS DISMISSED sounds so good to ears- just like music of Mozart.
The whole class had mixed reaction on this. All non-vampires took few moments to come out of their trance of sleep and vampires were far from their respective benches long back, 'cause they don't sleep. They really feel themselves as most unfortunate, CARP MAN! - WE CAN'T ENJO THIS GOLDEN OPPURTUNITY TO SLEEP IN CLASS AS OTHERS.
''excuse me class, may I have your few minutes..''-entered prof. ragini with 2 peons really running after her to match her pace. One of the peon carried a blue coloured vase-stunned and with wide open mouth, and another carried a big book.
The whole class wanted to scream a big NO, because they knew, if prof. Ragini is talking about few minutes, she will consume their complete hour.*sigh*
With a dropped face, half of the students who stood to leave sat back, including swastika.
The vice priniciple gave students a crocodile smile, which all students forcefully reciprocated.
''I m here to inform you all new comers about AN INVESTIGATORY PROJECT assignment.''ragini traced the whole class again, with a simper..''all of you will be given a topic..per student one topic,, and the time will be given to you for accomplishing this will be 3 complete years.''
The dull eyes of students brightened with delight…3 years.. its more than more than enough.. a 20 pages file-work in 3 years..huh!
''but size of the project should be this!''-ragini fashionably placed her hand on the big book being carried by her peon- a book of 15*10*3 cubic cm…-a big novel sized in formal style.
The students who had their eyeslids still heavier due to sleep could visualize the book as PILLOW.
3 years..?..we need 30 years for that size project!
This was not enough, that ragini affirmed one more-''you all will not choice your topics yourself, this SAPPHIRE vase will do for you.''
Peon kept the blazing blue vase on the table. The whole class came in order, and collected their respective chits just by mere dipping their hands in the vase mystical water, which even didn't wet their hands.
The chits had topics written in bold italics.
CORRIDORS-
''SCIENCE OF SOUL EXCHANGE!''vicky read his topic on project.''cool black magic.''
''Mera h- THE MAKING OF ALUAKIKSTHAN(wizardry)''-uday creepily said.
''and ALUAKIKSTHAN UNEXPLORED (geography) in mine ''-even mehul declared.
The trio stared shaleen, who still could not make up to open the chit.
''can you please open the chit for me?''-shaleen confides the chit to Vicky. Vicky gave him a frown.
''because I have to cross my fingers!''- shaleen proved that his hands are busy.
Vicky opened it and affirmed-''VAMPIRES- FRAGILE AND WILD IN ONE(zoology)''- Vicky inished. Shaleen didn't like the topic.
''who the ditch said that finger-crossed works?''shaleen glared the chit.
ROOM 21-
''my assignment will be on- CONSTITUTION OF ALUAKIKSTHAN'' sia was waddling around for this, she loved political science.
''even mine is interesting- HYBRIDS-DIFFERENT AND DIFFERENTIATED (political science)''- for studious jay, every topic is interesting.
Manyata was still grief-stricken about the size of the project file, sorry a book.
''what is so happy to be about?''she blankly asked jaya and sia.
''what's your topic manu?''sia interrogated.
''FLORA OF ALUAKIKSTHAN(botany)''- manyata said in a fade tone.
Jaya sympathized her, by tha she herself will help manyata in project.
Whilst all that, sia gazed her friend swastika in perplexion. Swastika stood in front of the window, watching the whole aluakiksthan in front.
''Jaya ne kaha ki sapphire vase interprets out palm creases and allots us the topics. These are directly linked to our lives, they have significance.''- swastika's psyche was talking to herself.''the how are these words pertaining to me?''
Swastika touched those words written on chit in bold italics-ORIGIN OF HYBRIDS- A STRUGGLE.?'' – She gazed this phrase, as if trying to reach their depth and feel its intensity. She felt herself connected to them.
FRESHER'S NIGHT(weekend)-
The disc-hall was on full throttle commotion made by shouts, whoos, whistle, music and dance. the crowd on the floor was going mad like there is no tomorrow on earth. While the people on bar-counter stools and couches were appreciating them- frankly and critically too. Amplifers and woofers were there on every 3 steps inside. Flashes of blue, white, green and red were the only source of light in still dark hall. This party was surely a rendezvous of seniors and juniors of takshila. Teachers were not invited, or to say strictly prohibited in this party of uncivilized partying animal, organized in a lavish lounge outside takshila.
The gang of 4 boys made their distinguished entry- which included shaleen. The turmoil around was suppressed for a time, as all were busy praising the god of handsomeness- SHALEEN.
His hairs were gelled, giving his eyes a imperial attitude. In this crowd of boys mainly dressed in blue black and peach, he stood guised in the latest chroma of fashion- midnight blue colour jacket upon white shirt. A casual trousers added an unusual combination to it. every bit of his was evincing- he is the sceptred, of god greek's DNA. A regalia broach pinned on his jacket on chest blended perfectly with his attire. His toned chest was peeping out through his shirt due to 1st 2 unfastened buttons, but this took away senses of all girls. Undoubtedly, he is unparallel in whole aluakiksthan in adroitness to presEnt his physique and grandeur attitude, which effortlessly captured the ambience.
With a deadly grace he ambles to the bar counter, while his friends engages themselves in other stuff.
''hello handsome!''- jhanvi called shaleen, who was an absolute trumpery today. She purposefully fluated her red shimmering top and golden shorts to tempt him. But before she could clasp him for a hug, he cunningly outgripped his cell phone. He immediately bent down to pick up his phone, thus dismissing any chance of jhanvi hugging him.
''hey jhanvi!''shaleen replied.
''baby you look so hot today!''she tried to impress.
''you look good too!''shaleen pretended. He was not at all interested in her, or to say-badly controlling his ire-YOU LOOK SO DITCH PATHETIC.. ARE YOU STARVING JINX..?
''Thanks''-jhanvi surely expected something more than just good.''come baby, lets dance.''-she turned sizy by passing time.
''jinx, …actually I don't feel like dancing now!'' he denied. If he had said this much, then little bit more-''and to be more precise, I want to stay alone..''shaleen completed.
Jhanvi's face dropped.'' no worry. Next time!''- jhanvi was still hopeful..incredible.
''thanks jhanvi. You move on and enjoy''shaleen indirectly asked her to leave.
She left and he sighed.
With a mindset that he is not at all looking for swastika around- he scanned the whole hall. Just then he discovered a whole army of girls, who were deing to talk to him just once. He gave them all a discontented look- proving enough that he is interested in none. He returned his eyes to bar counter desk, because the girl of his interest has not reached yet.
''one clean shot please!''he demanded a liquor. Bar-attendant gave.
As soon as he gulped the liquor and slapped the glass on bar slab, a blissful breeze started playing with his hairs in harmony. He closed his eyes, and heard his heart beats. He could feel her around.
Precape- 2 contests between swazy and shaleen. And lots of party. And an indispensable couple dance.
i have tried to show shaleen really hot, hope i succeeded.
Edited by sweetsanyo - 12 years ago
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