And she found herself there again, sitting on the first bench in his class,while he teaches them the tactics of strategy and communication.

He was teaching them how to share messages to eachother while in the other territory silently, giving examples of WWII when they would use the pattern of tying shoe laces to share basic key words. She loved listening to him, even if it was his class lectures.

But all she could think was, why wasn't he wearing his Black shirt today and instead wore a pink one. She made mental note to point it to him that he looked exceptionally good in his plain black shirt and black pants. An all black outfit on him makes her heartbeats faster. And she didn't mind it.

All the way to the classroom from mess, she was thinking about how today he'll wear black as his routine of colours and she couldn't wait to see him but to her dismay he wore a pink one.

Though he looks equally handsome in all colours but still, Black is black, when on him. Saying so much yet so silent.

She was disturbed by the patting on her shoulder, coming out of her thoughts, she looked at the source and found Alekh there with a strange look. Amusement perhaps ? Soon she realised the class was silent. Looking around she found all eyes on her. Including him.

"Go wash your face Cadet Singh. You seem sleepy" he said politely but she knew what was coming. His wrath.

Apologizing to him, she excused herself and went towards the water taps thinking what all he'd say when she meets him tonight, near the deserters bell.

He could tolerate anything but her not paying attention to studies. He'd scold her good but then finding her make a small face, he'd pacify also.

He's just like management, goal oriented, dynamic and pervasive. Following the principle of 'harmony, not discord'.

She couldn't help but squize in her BBA lessons which she had left long back but seem to like them instead of facing him now, when he found her lost during the class. Specially when he'd know what she was thinking.

She returned to her class and paid extra attention in paying attention to what he was saying and then forgetting to pay attention still while trying to pay attention.

The day ended on a gloomy note, and she reached her usual spot from past 2 weeks, to meet him.

"Tum nahi sudhrogi na" he asked as she reached.

"Haal chaal to pooch lo, seedha daantna shuru" she cribbed

"Haal to tumhara dr. Shalini poochengi. I'm gonna refer you to her. Beech class mei aise gum sum baith ti ho jaise koi lolita ma'am ke lesson mei bitha diya ho"

"Haan to unka lesson to boring hi hota hai bilkul unke kapdo ki tarah, Roz ek hi uniform. Bore nahi hoti kya wo. Faculty hai, jab privilege Mila hai to use karein, Hume to koi privilege milta nahi"

"What...?? kya baatein karr Rahi ho Naina" he couldn't understand a word said by her.

"Aaj aapne black shirt kyu nahi pehna ?" She asked looking straight into his eyes.

"Meri black shirt ka iss se kya lena Dena hai Naina" he asked standing at the brink of his patience

"Arey aap harr Wednesday Balck pehente ho...Aaj kyu nahi pehna. Pataa hai mai itna soch soch karr distracted thi"

"Tum meri class mei baith ke yeh soch Rahi thi ?? God Naina. Wo ironed nahi thi isiliye Aaj yeh pehen li, yeh kahaa ka logic hai ki change nahi karr sakte. Aur tum padhne ke bajaaye yeh sab kyu karti ho."

"Mera rule hai. And aapne hi mauka Diya yeh sab karne ka. Pehle iron karke rakhni thi na wo."

"Aage se dhyaan rakhunga. Okay "

"Okay" she was satisfied.

"And you, concentrate on your studies" he said.

I hope you liked it. Next update on Friday ! Thanks for reading, voting and commenting.  I'll reply to the texts soon.