Life Is Beautiful - 06

“What? Principal – what have I done now?” I just said to myself and started walking towards the principal room. I could not really guess why the hell he needs to see me.

I have been asked to report to principal’s room even before this situation for at least 5 times for enquiries and around dozen times I have approached him for ‘On-Duty’ letters. I just thought of the recent enquiry for which I was suspended from college for ‘Violating college rules’ – to be perfect, am more interested in it now than before!

“Did you post anything in your blog recently?” heart shuddered.

“Hey… No… even I was confused now why he wants me at his desk now! May be they will need yet another apology!” Brain replied with much of wit.

I was in no mood to apologize again and again. I said to myself “This is the last time!” and I reached his room with utmost confidence!

Within seconds, my total confidence which I built was lost. I was little bit confused and was astounded to see my dad sitting with him and having a chat. I could just manage to smile and sit by my dad. With their conversation I could easily understand that would be my last day in this college and principal is about to sign my Transfer Certificate. My dad just woke up and thanked him and I wondered “what’s so nice he has done now for that thank you?!”

Dad turned to me and said, “Bala we have 30 more minutes for some formalities and mean time you just bid bye to all your staff and come back”

“Come back?? At least shall I come by 4:30??”

“Only an hour for that… no need, you can come along with me!” dad replied

I could not oppose him and so just nodded my head and rushed back to my class. I could never imagine that would be my last minutes in the class. The class was in complete silence with my arrival and I have no words to say either. 

Silence continued.

Finally the silence broke down and my friend started, “Machi… Escape ah!?”

I could manage just to smile with the funny words but I was sure that I should not create any scene with a tear drop. Took my bag, with all those funny comments from guys, I just started walking out of the class. I could really sense the feel of separation. It’s just two and a half years but felt like I have been together with them since birth. At last, a little silence when I was walking through the corridor. I just wanted to see her one last time. May be she will not be interested but that has never been a problem for me. I just looked and she was busy with the pencil crafting on the plywood bench. The last day for me came much earlier and no one else could feel what I felt.

Life is beautiful