My first encounter with Aastha

So I was telling you who and how Aastha is. A damn confused girl I must say.
I met her in class ninth in my coaching classes. As far as my memory takes me back, I remember that she enrolled for the classes in late October. We already had a group of four in my coaching and she was new and yeah, very nervous (That was tempting enough for all of us to have fun with her).

I and my then friends had a bad habit of teasing or in straight words; one can say ragging the new comers. We planned to rag her as well. When we met her for the first time, we found her extremely mysterious as she was very quiet but her eyes were very curious, wandering all over the place. Being the backbenchers, we made sure that she won’t find a seat in front rows. Unable to find a seat any where else, she approached me. I welcomed her with a warm smile (I was faking, of course) and offered her a seat next to me. And then started the whole fun. (I know all this is mean)

Throughout the evening I pretended to be extremely sweet. (Hey, I am sweet but not with the people I don’t know) We were waiting for the class to get over. As the class got over, we encircled her, first asked her to remove her spectacles and then opened up her hairs. She kept insisting us to give her things back but we were mean. We hide her stuff in her bag only and said we don’t know about the whereabouts. What could you expect from the poor chap then? No, you are not right this time. She did not go to our teacher sobbing and complainning as we thought. She went back home quietly and left all of us amused.

It was only after we reached home, we realized something was missing from our bags. And we all were clueless. Next day when we reached our classes we complained about our theft of our things the previous day. Guess what? Our teacher was smiling and I saw that girl sitting on the seat next to mine, smiling too. We realized it was all planned to teach us a lesson and she saw us hiding her specs and all in her back. I learnt my lesson as what she hided from my bag was a mathematics book and I had a class test two days later. But I didn’t forgive her at that time and thought of taking further revenge as I felt she made a mockery of us in front of every body. To know what we did and how that help us built an everlasting bond, wait for the next post…………..