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Early Lessons

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The mere sight of her sent chills down his spine. Her scent catapulted him into a yogic trance.
She was a hard task-master. He yearned to be her slave.

At the parent-teacher meeting, there were complaints of his dipping scores.
His joy knew no bounds when Maya Ma’am, his first crush, was appointed his in-charge.

Written by Sangfroid

November 10, 2009 at 9:00 pm

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  1. As a teacher I somehow don’t enjoy the thought 😦

    Mridula

    November 10, 2009 at 10:07 pm

    • The fact is that teaching is a very noble profession.
      And that, this is just a fictional make of my mind 🙂

      Sangfroid

      November 13, 2009 at 5:55 pm

  2. Haahhaa..what standard does the “kid” belong to??

    sam

    November 11, 2009 at 8:48 am

    • I think standard V.
      Not sure though 😛

      Sangfroid

      November 13, 2009 at 5:55 pm

  3. I hope the protagonist is not too young 🙂

    By the way what happened to the other 55 you wrote yesterday, it was there in my Google Reader, but your blog has no traces of it..

    Kunal

    November 11, 2009 at 2:01 pm

    • Yea … me too 😛

      Buddy, that was post I had mistakenly scheduled without completing 😐

      Sangfroid

      November 13, 2009 at 5:56 pm

  4. Maya Memsaab!

    notmanish

    November 11, 2009 at 9:50 pm

  5. Lucky kid 😛

    Winnie the Poohi

    November 11, 2009 at 11:18 pm

  6. nice !!!!

    Prats

    November 12, 2009 at 12:49 am

  7. Yippee 😉

    Jeffy

    November 20, 2009 at 1:04 pm


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