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Tick!

Tock!

Tick!

"Ugh! Mai Bahut bore ho rahi hoon." Ishita groans and continues tapping her pencil on the desk.

(Ugh! I'm so bored.)

Her friends didn't come to college and now the lecturer too didn't come. She was sitting on her chair near the window alone and was tapping her pencil to pass the time.

Tick!

Tock!

Ti–

"Good morning students!" A velvety voice welcomed.

Ishita frowns immediately.

This wasn't the lecturer's voice!

She raised her eyelashes and looked up. Her mouth opened slightly as she took in the beauty of the man in front of her.

He had chocolate brown eyes and dimpled cheeks. His hairs were perfectly jelled up and he had muscular arms. He wore a white shirt with the top three buttons left open and black trousers. Every girl of the class was drooling over the handsome man who was standing in front of them with three books in his hands.

He walked over the blackboard and looked around at the class. He raised an eyebrow at Ishita who had her mouth open. She immediately closed it and turned red with embarrassment.

He turned his eyes back to the class and cleared his throat.

"I'm Raman Bhalla. So students, As your economic lecturer has left the college. I'm assigned to teach you all. I'll try my best to get comfortable with you all and I expect the same. I would send the student out of my class who would create any nuisance or would be day dreaming." His eyes darted towards Ishita who immediately understood he was talking about her. He continued, "Well, We'll just begin introduction of the class today. So one by one stand up and tell me your name."

The first girl sitting on the side was Ishita who was still ogling at him. Raman cleared his throat and Ishita's eyes widened slightly.

She jolted up and the desk in front of her fell down. The class laughed while Raman rolled his eyes.

"Uh, I....M-My name is I-Ishita Iyer." Ishita stammered and picked up the desk.

"Ms. Ishita, Mai apko ye advice dunga ki aap sapne dekhna band kar de aur mai apko jo bata raha hoon uspar dhyaan de." Raman scolded.

(Ms. Ishita, I would advice you to stop daydreaming and rather concentrate on what I'm telling.)

"I-I'm sorry." Ishita bit her tongue and smiled naughtily.

Raman glared her and went back to knowing the class.

Ishita pouted when he looked around at everybody but ignored Ishita.

'Aww, He's so cute. Like seriously? He's too young to be our lecturer. He's so handsome! Damn it, Why is he so arrogant? I need to do something to attract his attention towards me.' Ishita thought to herself

Suddenly, an evil grin was plastered on her lips and she let out a soft evil laugh making everyone including Raman look at her.

She looked down at her lap embarrassed yet again.

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After the class was over, Ishita started following him.

"Ms. Ishita! Apki problem kya ha?" Raman asked.

(Ms. Ishita, What's your problem?)

Ishita turned serious and showed him three fingers.

"Kitni hai?" Ishita asks making him confused.

(How many?)

"Uh, Teen." Raman says confused.

(Uh, three)

"Aakhein toh theek hai." Ishita says more to herself and then puts her forefinger on her chin and starts thinking.

(Your eyes are okay.)

"Vo kya likha hai?" Ishita points to a board far away.

(What's written there?)

Raman looks at the direction of her finger.

"Colgate toothpaste?" Raman says more like a question.

"Akhein toh sach mai ek dum sahi hai." Ishita frowns.

(Your eyes are really fine.)

"Look Ms. Ishita, Aap kya keh rahi hai mujhe bilkul nahi samajh aa raha." Raman says frustratedly.

(Look Ms. Ishita, What are saying? I'm not understanding anything.)

"Mai apki eye test kar rahi thi." Ishita says innocently.

(I'm testing your eyes)

"And vo kyu?" Raman asks folding his arms across his chest.

(And why's that?)

"Kyuki aap mujhe 'Aap' keh kar bula rahe hain. Aur mai toh aapse choti hoon." Ishita says and makes a action with her hands.

(Because you're calling me as if I'm elder than you. I'm younger than you)

A/N: I was literally blank and was looking at the screen for  5 minutes. The above translation was pretty confusing for me to write😶

Raman smacks his head.

"Okay fine. Ms. Ishita tumhari problem kya hai?" Raman asks with a sigh.

(Okay fine. Ms. Ishita, what's your problem?)

"Ahaan haa! Ms. Ishita nahi. Sirf Ishita. I-S-H-I-T-A." Ishita spells every alphabet.

(Ahaan haa! Not Ms. Ishita. Only Ishita. I-S-H-I-T-A.)

"Ugh! Ishita. Tumhari problem kya hai? Mera peecha kyu kar rahi ho?"

(Ugh! Ishita. What's your problem? Why are you following me?)

"Kyuki aap mujhe ignore kar rahe ho!" Ishita whines stomping her foot.

(Because you're ignoring me.)

"Ignore? Excuse me. Mai tumhara lecturer hoon. Friend nahi jo ignore karunga. Tumhe mujhse chahiye kya?"

(Ignore? Excuse me. I'm your lecturer. Not your friend. What do you want from me?)

"Apka number." Ishita says with a innocent grin.

(Your number.)

"Look Ishita–" He pauses and purses up his lips and continues,"Tumse kucch bolna hi bekaar hai."

(Saying anything to you I waste.)

He starts walking again and Ishita starts running behind him.

"Cutie!" Ishita shouts and stops him and he immediately stops as students look at them.

He closes his eyes to stop himself from yelling at her and grits his teeth.

"Excuse me. For your kind information my name is Raman Bhalla aur tumhare liye Raman Sir." Raman explains calmly.

"Cutie," Ishita says ignoring what he just told her,"Mai ye keh rahi thi–"

(I was saying that)

"Hey, Ishita." A boy walks towards Ishita.

"Hey.." Ishita gives him a small smile trying to remember his name.

"Oh ya! Tumhara naam toh Chameli tha na?"

(Your name's Chameli right?)

"Chameli? Ishita that's a girl name and koi Ladki apna naam chameli kyu rakhegi."

(Chameli? Ishita that's a girl name and no girl would keep her name chameli)

"Nahi? Kisi ladke ka naam Chameli toh tha mujhe yaad hai." Ishita narrows her eyes trying to remember.

(No? I remember some boy's name was Chameli)

"Accha koi nahi! Sorry. Mujhe yaad aa gaya. Tumhara naam toh Karela tha! Right? I know. I know. I'm always right. Bas thodi der lag gayi yaad aane mai. Par–" Ishita's rant was cut off.

(Oh. It's okay. Now I remember! Your name is Karela. I know. I know. I'm always right. It just took a few minutes to remember. But–)

"Ishita. Mera naam Karela nahi. Pamela hai." Pamela corrects Ishita.

(Ishita my name is not Karela. It's Pamela)

Ishita bites her tongue and laughs softly.

Pamela kaisa naam hai? Iske parents ko toh ladke ka naam bhi nahi rakhna aata, Ishita thinks.

(What type of a name is Pamela? His parents don't even know how to keep a boy's name.)

Ishita was one of the toppers of college and the heartthrob of the college too. Every boy wanted to be her friend but Ishita kept herself away from them but the problem was Ishita could never remember someone's name properly except her friends. One time Ishita had called her Professor, Bandar instead of Sikandar.

Ishita smiles and turns towards Raman who had taken advantage of the situation and walked away to god knows where.

Ishita pouts cutely and curses Pamela under her breath.

"Iss Karele..uh..Pamele," Ishita mutters pronouncing his name wrong yet again,"Iss Pamele ko toh mai baad mai dekhlungi. Ab mai Cutie ko kahan dhundu?"

(I'll see this Pamele later. Where to find my cutie now?)

Ishita looks around and sighs.

"It's okay Ishu. Cutie ke pass rehne ka tere pass pehle se hi accha plan hai." Ishita raises her imaginary collar and walks towards her next class.

(It's okay Ishu. You have another plan for staying close to cutie.)