Class 11th
Class 11th Yesterday, I was sitting, and doing my assignments, and believe me, no one loves doing that. I remember a joke here. A few years ago a group of terrorist collected all the teachers across the world. They asked the students to pay a big ransom for the release of their teachers else the teachers would all be burnt alive. After a day the terrorists received 1000 Ltrs of petrol. Of course, this did not come as a surprise to realise that the wrong set of people were kidnapped. Recalling my days when I studied in standard 11th it gives a sense of notoriety as I believed that though God blessed me with the cute and innocent face, I was a bit mischievous at heart. At that time Sister Sheela, and if she was using Instagram in her day's the lady Mogambo, was nothing but a perfect name for her. And then there was a teacher called Mr Shankar who used maths and physics in the next class and flirting seems to be a cup of tea to him. Once someon...