Chapter 6: chapter 6

" Four out of forty ...is that even failing marks ? I didn't even failed with dignity. " I told sahara who is crying over her thirty nine marks . Zoya is happy with thirty five and I am the stupid student among them....great. " I am so happy that maximum of my students passed the exam. so I am just going to divide you in three groups , first who are ready for any exam like the people who got above 30 , than people who needs to work hard like those who got above 20 and third are the people who are in danger zone who got less than 10 . They need to attended special class after college on Saturday and Sunday so that they can pass the exam. " he kept lecturing and distributing the papers among students.  " I don't want to insult you by calling you in front of the class so please report to me as soon as possible or I have to call you all in front of the classroom which will be very insulting in your part . " he stood in front of his desk crossed legged. I think Zoya is rights he is indeed handsome ..but than I saw my test copy...nope he is not good at all. " Those who failed I want your parents signature by Monday okay. Its not possible to start class from tomorrow so your Saturday and Sunday class will start from next week. " he said that and the bell ranged. Finally torture over. I need to show my paper to sister Zilla she will be upset but what else to do.  We have to stay for our dance practice today . Sahara will participate only in singing so she left and Zoya went with Madam November to think about some cultural themes. I took the lift and on second floor ...and guess what ? Kabir sir joined me ( Its okay its just two more floors than you will be free from him) . But as the lift reached the third floor it stopped..  the dam lift literally stopped again great. I should text sahara that I am going to be late.....great no network. " What happened ? why the lift stopped ? " Kabir sir asked with fear in his voice. Is he scared ?? wow , must salute the lift it made our devil scared...great job. " Sir , our lift is like this only. Never works on time ...we have to wait. " I said , he tried to look calm but trust me he is not. He is all sweaty and his hands are trembling. " Sir , you OK ? " I asked him he nodded and tried to call the guard who always sit by the lift but network problem. " Where this idiot goes ?? when he needs money you can see him everywhere but when you need him ...he will vanish like thin air . " he kept scolding the guard while calling for help. Than he took support of the lift's  wall and stood their closing his eyes. I don't know why but I am having too much fun. you can think I am mad but I want to sing  ' uchi hai building , lift Teri band hai , kaisa main aau dil razamand hai ' ( It means ' your building is high , lift is closed how to get to you , my heart wants to meet you. ) , but I don't think this song will match the situation. How about ' Hum -tum ek lift main band hu ' ( It means - You and me we are closed in a lift ) no , no , nope not him. I hope I get closed here with my favourite student of the college.... Aditya sen . He is so handsome , my dream boy. Kabir sir sat down now. He is not looking good. I sat near him and he holded my hand tight. " Is your phone working ? " he asked in a shaky voice. I told him that even my phone is not working . " Can't we call people for help ? " yes , actually we can do that right ? . At least someone will listen us and help us get out. We went near the door and tried hard to call for help but I guess everyone left the floor and all the participants are upstairs. So no one heard us. He again sat by the door, his breathing became uneven . " Sir , now I am getting scared are you okay ? . You look sweaty and uncomfortable is it hurting anywhere ? " I asked him as he is taking breath with difficulty. I am seriously worried now. " I have claustrophobia ....can't stay in closed places for long time. " he said. oh crap !  now what ?. I tried to call for help again but it looks like only we two exist in the whole building the rest of it is empty. I sat down with him . " Sir ,  breath slowly and deeply ...and count three with each breath. like 1,2,3 and repeat" I told him. Hope that works for him. He nodded and tried to count three with each breath but that didn't help for long time. I have to think about something fast. " Sir , soon we will be outside don't worry. Soon you can breath in fresh air , sunlight now calm down....every thing is going to be alright... everything is going to be okay. " I tried to calm him down a little so that the attack doesn't get worse. " Its going to be a good life that's what my doctor said. " he told in a little better tone now. we both laughed cause our conversation almost sounded like the lyrics of the song ' I am mess ' not exact but close to home. It worked a little so let's distract him. But what to do next ? " Sir I heard that thinking about something else.... something that is close to your heart can help preventing the attack ....I have my math text book in my bag you want to have a look to distract yourself. " I said since math is his love but trust me the look he gave me can give me phobia now. " Really !!!! that was a very bad joke. " he said it in such a funny way that I laughed at him. " literally you think math is my life ??? " I nodded and than he laughed with me. I saw him laughing for the first time and trust me that's illegal.. no one should look that cute while laughing. with a sudden jerk the lift started to work again and it went third floor. We came out of that lift as soon as possible. He took a deep breath outside and than told " Never taking the lift again. " I nodded in response.  " Your laugh did the trick...you should laugh often , seems like it works like magic for you. " I commented ,He smiled and than he did something unusual he hugged me. " Thank you for supporting me their or I wouldn't have make it up to here. " he said but my heart is about to blast , my breathing increased .....am I having a attack now ? " Thank you...sorry you must be getting late go. " he said that and left but I didn't get the strength to move. what is wrong with me ? Am I having a hug phobia now ? , so many people have hugged me before but never felt this way....what's wrong with me ?