Short Story

The Incomplete One
Arjun wakes up and get ready for his first day of college. He was not that much excited as others for the first day of college. He was going to start his college life the life of freedom, independence, learning, enjoyment, adventures. But Arjun was not that much interested in college life. For him the world outside the college was more interesting. He gets ready and after doing his breakfast leave for the college. He entered the college gate and was looking at the college building, turf, auditorium, classes, playing room, the trophic room. But noting in the college could attract him. After sometime rooming in the college he goes towards his class room. He looks around in the class and then crab the seat at the fifth bench of the last row form the door. Teacher was not yet arrived in the class. He started the conversation with some boys. After some time, when he was talking to the boys Prof. Swati Wani entered in the class. She introduced her self and after that started the lecture. After an hour lecture ends, and Arjun was bored and was not interesting in attending further two lectures. After two lectures he was really cooked and also very tired. His first day was not much good. Next day when he came to college. He gets to know that the BMS department is divided into two division and he is in B division. He enters his class and seat along his new friends on the last second bench. After some time, Prof. Ankita entered the class. She tells students that she is going to teach economics for this semester and she is also the class teacher of B division. She announced that she is going to select two students as class representatives and those who were interested can raise their hands. Five students were interested and was called upon the stage.
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