"Sir, it was not at all intentional" i said to myself, practicing what i was going to say,
"I got the copy made, so that i dont have to carry it always and risk it being lost or stolen!"
"And just for your satisfaction, you can have a look at the original, its with me only, i didnt lose it or anything"
"One more thing, i am still in my 1st semester and i really had no idea that this would become such an issue, i would have never done it if i had the slightest of idea. I am really sorry sir, it wont happen again" punching the air, i thought, a deathblow and smirked.
"Hey, you all right??" Doc tried to make sure I hadnt lost it.
"I know he can get to your head, but dont think about it too much, he wont obviously hang you for this!!" assured Doc, placing his hand on my shoulder.
I seriously doubted his advice. This man could not be trusted in any way, he could do anything.
Before I could realize I was standing right at the doors of The Chamber. I had a good look at the entrance, it was a 7 foot high wooden door, brownish black in color, may be it was because of the "Encounters" that were held in this room, a label just above the door informed me that i was at the third floor of the south wing
S-329
Something i hadnt realised as i was too busy drafting a plea in my mind.Just below that, on the door, my eyes stopped on the name plate
Prof. H.B.Khurana
Math Deptt.
If the students had it their way, it could have been
Special Agent H.B.Khurana
Encounter Specialist
"Com'mon go man," Doc pushed me.
"May i come in Sir", I asked swallowing my own saliva
"Yes" a gentle voice greeted me.
That was the encouragement i was looking for, I gathered all my courage and entered his room, i felt the door close on me. Doc was outside. It was one on one now. Either me or hi..
"What do you want" he cut into my thoughts.
As i raised my head, i could see him 'relaxing'. Both hands behind his head, legs crossed and on the table. He looked towards me and smiled.
"Sir.. Actually, I.. Uh.. First year.. Uh.. I-Card.."
"Oh, you are the one who was trying to get in with that fake I-card?"
All this while, i had been using the word 'copy' and never had even thought of the one he was using, i didnt know why, but it made me feel even more miserable than i already was!
"Umm.. Sir.. The thing is.." I tried to deliver the lines I had been practicing.
"That you were trying to use a fake id to get in the college, and we could very well register a police case against u and you could be behind bars for who knows how long"
I could see myself in those 'stripped' clothes almost instantly, my mother cursing me, actually my whole family..
"NO" I shouted with both my hands in air so as to stop him.
It surprised him too, he lost his balance on the chair and almost fell over on his back.
"What?? Are you trying to hit me??"
He now sat in a more conventional manner.
"No no.. Sir.. I was.. I am Sorry" those were my last words in The Chamber
I was fined and had to pay it but somehow i was feeling good, for two reasons,
One, I was still a citizen of my country and not a criminal
Two, Now i had something to boast about in the Junglee League and i was the youngest to have lived through an encounter(i was still in my 1st year)
The happiness was short-lived though. As is the thing with my life, my past always catches up with my present and almost ruins it. Prof.H.B.Khurana was going to take a subject in Third semester!!
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