summer-at-iitk-master.pdf

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“I already know everything he is teaching. Don’t worry. I
am getting a Dussa this sem”
Was what Haddi had explained when asked by GDrive
why he wasn’t attending the classes.
Haddi was half asleep throughout the Friday’s class. He
was sitting on the last bench with no idea of what was
going on. He had regretted his decision to come to the
class the moment he had entered it. The only reason he
wasn’t running out was because the A/C in the class had
made him extremely comfortable. He did however
register a few words spoken in the class. They were:
Midterm.............wednesday..........tough...........long.
After the class Haddi had asked someone If the
professor had mentioned anything about any midterm
and the person had replied in a stressed out tone that
they were gonna have a midterm the next wednesday
and it was gonna be tough because a lot of persons
were not attending any classes.
“Damn those class bunkers”
Haddi had added.
“I don’t wanna fail this course again” That person had
added in a weak tone before melting away in oblivion.
This was when Haddi remembered his promise of
getting a Dussa in the semester. The professor was just
gonna grade on the basis of exams, so incase he solved
all the questions correctly he could still score an Ikka in
the course. This thought made him feel a bit better.
“It’s still possible. I can do this”
Haddi spent the next ten minutes planning his entire
schedule from satuday through Tuesday. After he was
done, Haddi was once again confident of getting a
dussa.