It's A Fictional Story
Scene 1
Classroom
Class 6
Anjali Ma'am: So, I'm your new maths teacher, I'm Anjali Sharma, and I'm from Mumbai. So let me introduce myself one by one.
Prashant: My name is Prashant.
Jai: My name is Jai.
Me: My name is Stop
Anjali Ma'am: Yes, tell me..
Me: My name is Stop
Anjali ma'am: smiling Oh why so nervous son, just consider me your friend.
Me: My name is Satyam.
Anjali Ma'am: Umm, Satyam. Don't get nervous again. next.
Inner Me: Ma'am is so beautiful and cute.
Love at first sight.
Scene 2
Anjali Ma'am: Satyam, come here.
Me: Yes ma'am.
Anjali ma'am: This is how you will solve this problem. just take your copy and get lost
and i start crying
Anjali ma'am: Satyam, are you crying?
Me: Yes.. Yes.. Yes, Ma'am.
Anjali ma'am: I'm so sorry Satyam, just smile. Tell the class to smile.
Class: Satyam, smile, please.
Me: smiling
Anjali ma'am: You have a dimple, okay.. cute dimple, Satyam.
Me: Thank you ma'am.
i just fell in love with her
Scene 3
Jai: Let's go to the canteen.
Me: No, you can go. I want to solve maths problem.
Jay: Okay, I'm leaving. And get there soon.
Me: Now onwards, I have to work very hard.
Inside Me: I will work hard and then I will become very rich after that I will marry him.
Scene 4
Me: Ma'am, can you give me maths tuition.
Anjali Ma'am: Okay, after school time. I will give maths tuition.
Me: Alright.
Inside Me: Yes! Finally.
Scene 5
Anjali Ma'am: Satyam, congratulations! In the end, you get first place in the class.
Me: Thank you ma'am.
Anjali ma'am: Be persistent, Satyam.
Me: Yes ma'am.
Inner Me: Ma'am likes me too.
Scene 6
after a few months
Ajay sir: Class, your ma'am is going to get married soon.
Anjali ma'am* blushing* Come on sir, don't make fun of me.
Me: numb and silent
in tuition class
Me: Ma'am, please don't get married.
Anjali ma'am: Hahaha, what and why?
Me: At least wait 6 or 7 years.
Anjali Ma'am: But why?
Me: No, ma'am please.. please.. don't get married.
Anjali ma'am: Hahaha, but why? tell me the reason.
Me: Okay, get married.
Anjali ma'am: He is my good boy, but why are you telling me not to marry.
me nothing.
Inner Me: How to tell why you want to make friends
Translation: How can I say, why I love you, friend, I can not tell..Look, what is left of the heart, the eyes explain to you, you do not know..
After that I started hating maths.