NARRATION-AUTHOR
long long ago.well not that long ago.
Well in a beautiful country rich in resources, people, population, work, studied, education, knowledge and blah blah blah blah
Well in a beautiful country rich in resources, people, population, work, studied, education, knowledge and blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah *exhausted**panting*
is the land of India.......
author: this is the place where you clap your hands
*clap*....................*clap*................*clap*
author: well thank you and in this land of India lives our protagonist.well I forgot her name so I will tell you when I remember her name
Haritha: MY NAME IS HARITHA
author: oh yeah yeah her name is Haritha.and she is the most beautiful, wonderful, intelligent, kindest person you can find on earth.*whispers to no one in general*well that was before B.C if she was born.she would be the kindest among the dinosaur
Haritha: I HEARD YOU
author: as you can see isn't she wonderful.
haritha: I've had enough with you..can you stop your clićhe narration. now may I continue with my story?
author: yeah sure *fake cries* this is what happens after you give your blood sweat and tears to raise a daughter*blows her nose*
haritha: yeah yeah sure
hello, guys.my name is haritha.im a teenager and I'm 16 years old.iam the only daughter to my parents.well as the author has introduced me for the past half and hour..im an Indian.to be precise an Indian girl.
well for starters you must know the fact that in India you must have known that long long piece of cloth that they call as saree.well, I like to SEE THEM when lean, fair, tall and beautiful models wear them.well I only know how to see them with my eyes and not how to wear them
when you are a small girl you would fantasize to wear them one day and when no one is around they would wear their bedspread around their small, cute body only to become an earthworm crawling around trying to free themselves from the mess that they have made themselves.
well, experience......yuck now that I remember that I wanna ask my small self why the heck did I wanted to wear that piece of cloth
well coming to point we have to cover ourselves with that piece of cloth before going out because if we wear other dresses other than that .in the adults' point of view it is a crime and we were trying to attract the eyes of men, oh come on is wearing leggings a crime.if you are a girl you should cover every inch of your skin...........
"HARITHA"
"good morning mam"*yawns*
"good morning mam"*yawns*
*everyone laughs*
"haritha my dear." she says and nods her head here and there like a goat
"no, it is noon and can you please come and solve this sum on the board without daydreaming in my class"
"yess sir.i mean mam"
I know what you must be thinking right now.that's all!!. no shouting!!!for talking back.I mean explaining.i have reassembled every word in my dictionary and so I have a different choice of words
well that's because of I'm one of the top 5 students in the class.so you can say that all the teachers are on my side.well, it's their way of saying to the class that 'if you don't act like her I will not take your side'.as if I was asking for it.huh
no, I'm, not a nerd.your way of defining me is nerd my way of defining myself is intelligent
well isn't that all that the parents and the teachers want me to do .to be a nerd.so I'm doing a favor to the society by doing what they want.
and for your information, I'm a BACKBENCHER.isnt that enough to describe me.that why the ancient people being the ancient people say that you can't judge a book by its cover and to add the cherry on the top I have tons of friends.
I went in front and finished the sum in 2 mins and started to walk back to my place.
when I came to my place all my friends were grinning at me and were giving hi-fis when i crossed them to reach my bench.
you know your friends being the friends they are, will always grin and smile when you just defeated the teacher like a boss
........*after the bell rang*...........
"haritha come here"
"yes mam"
"can you do me a help?"
oh my god.this means danger and when I mean danger it is serious very serious
when they say 'help' it means that they want you to bring them their papers from the staff room which is 5 km's away from your current location or they want you to bring them a student from a class that was never really in the school and then you go 3 laps around the school asking where it is only for them to say "no I don't know" or they want you to supply coffee from the canteen to the entire school well that one was an exaggeration but whoa aaa
I wanna say "no mam I'm busy right now.i should catch a flight within 2 secs" but fate,
"yes mam"
" I want you to tutor Anitha"
whatttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt?
did I hear it right?you mean Anitha?just because our names end with 'tha'. doesn't mean that I can tutor her.no offense but she is a front bencher and I am a peace lover.
I know you can't understand but in our class, the roles are reversed.the front benchers are the devils and we the back benchers are the angles.well not most but......but.....you know she is the most annoying person in the whole wide world.
once I was with her on a bus for a school trip and the whole trip she was sliding to my side and I was adjusting the whole night with her and when she woke up, do you know what she said?
"you are occupying too much space so can you go and sit in another seat"
that was my impression of her.
well,i was her cushion for the whole night and this is what I get.i wanted to punch her but I didn't want to stop the bus in a forest trying to teach her a lesson.all I wanted was to go home and lay on my hubby/oppa.
yeah, I'm married.is it wrong for a 16-year-old to marry.but my parents don't know.shhhhh.I see that you guys are jealous.
I even have a boyfriend.my hubby's name is david.classic right.he is my bed.and you guessed it right my boyfriend's name is joseph and he is my food.i cannot have come this far without my hubby/oppa.i love him, and he tells that every night when I sleep on him too.so sweet.
now coming to the point I can't tutor her.I should have told her my earlier excuse.my lifeeee.
"yes mam"
2)even though you are your teacher's favorite you cannot explain(talk back) and always must say yes mam like a robot responding its master's orders
I wonder how she is going to behave.iam worried sick right now.
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