"Stand up,Abhishek..."
"Whoa..what sir??"I suddenly looked up.
"Tell me the graphical definition of differentiation?"Professor asked me with a stern look.
"err.. the equation....of the....slope drawn to the tangent of a curved line can be called as.....differentiation!!!!!!!!!" . It took me half a minute to collect those words but somehow everything went right.
"Right answer,but the blackboard is in front of you . So, pay attention here!!!"Professor said."Yeah...yeah...".It wasn't that I was a class topper but I had a fair knowledge of basic mathematics which gave results at the right time.After the lecture,Sonia came to me as usual and started firing me as she always did.
"Sleeping again huh...Einstien".
"No,I...I was actually staring at the bombshell..."I replied with a cunning smile.Sonia looked confused"Come again??".
"Aree yaar I was staring at Rashmi,the bombshell of our class.She looks really hot today.I wish I could just talk to her"I said with a cunning smile."My God, I thought atleast you are different from other boys and look what i am seeing now." she said with a tone full of disgust and sadness.
"Men will be men..." I replied very curtly.She always seemed to me as if she were the Vice president of some kind of Mahila Mukti Morcha.
"Don't you girls pop your eyeballs out when you see John Abraham flex his bare body and toned muscles. " I retaliated .
"Ya,but atleast it doesn't look indecent. I just hate the way you boys stare greedily at our hips!!!" she said angrily.
That was the start of WORD WAR 1.My mind started working on an answer while she continued."It's like hell living in a male dominated world.Why dont you understand our problems. Why can't you respect us??".
I was very close to an answer till she shot again."You know,yesterday I read in a newspaper that the Indian Air force is thinking of terminating the Maternity leave of the women officials.Denying the right to give birth to a baby, how cruel is that ?? I just can't........".
"Ok ... Ok ...". I snipped her conversation because it was my turn.
"You know, our fore fathers,I mean the stone age peoples were no different from other animals of the jungle because thier brains were still being developed with experiences."I said.
"What has this got to do with what I just said???" she said.
"So, in order to cope with the environment around them they developed animal instincts and adapted to it.So, to continue the human race forever it was necessary to produce a good offspring which was capable of surviving in that world.Hence, maybe the Stone age men looked for females with strong HIPS so that she could carry and protect thier babies.Similarly,the females at that time required protection from the uncivilised men at that time.So, maybe they would look for a male with strong biceps and muscles".
"Moral of the story is that whatever we do is a reflection of our former generations.When we stare at girls,It is really our animal instinct at work which is not always a problem. A study says that 80% of males stare at women with or without a reason safe enough to be ignored.The only reason is that men are always misunderstood."
Sonia was clean bowled but somehow she continued. She asked with a smile"Achha,how can men be misunderstood."
I said"Yesterday, I was roaming in our park when I saw a boy and a girl playing on a seesaw. Both were 8 year old toddlers. Due to imbalance both of them fell off the seesaw and got hurt.I stood there watching as thier parents lifted them up and consoled them.I heard them talking and a thought struck my mind.".
"When a 8 year old girl is hurt and crying,her mother takes her up in her arms and tells her not to worry ,everything will be fine."Come,I'll buy u a chocolate".On the other hand when a boy cries , parents tell him not to cry.You,re a big boy now etc.... instead of consoling him.Maybe thats where we create the Misunderstandings...... " I said.
Just then the bell rang.Indicating my WORD victory over the damsel in distress and a new boring Mathematics lecture...........
