"Hey! you have to give your ID details in the register.. " This is the usual call which marks the arrival of a "new comer" to the place... i looked up. A small girl of about 16- 18 years of age, with a very confused face filled with a bit of fear. As though i was quite away from the Reception, her eyes fell on me... and i gave her a smile... And to my surprise, she gave one back. Again i went inside my books. somebody's cellphone vibrated .. it gave a nice voice out.. The uncle who was one desk away shouted to the owner of the phone .." cant you see? i am researching.. throw that thing out" !!
The new girl's confused look evenmore worsened.. i saw she giving a smile to the 'researcher' and it was wasted.. nobody else were concerned! so she approached me.. and asked.." what should i do?" i told her to find the book she need and sit somewhere and enjoy!! reasearcher now turned up to me.." can't you see? i am researching!" .. i said a sorry... and she left... came back with some small book and sat two desks away from me...
The door opened with a huge sound... i was anxious whether where the old man will sit. I am always afraid of this funny beard guy.. he resembled a psychologist that we always see in films. He feels when he reads.That's his problem. He cries aloud... shouts aloud...laughs ... hits on the table... clapps hard... the researcher also is afraid of him... he throws words too!! i became a devotee suddenly. prayed to god to make him sit some where else and now the fortunate one was the new comer.. within 10 minutes she came and sat opposite to me...
Dee dee you have a paper? My Bihari Bhaiya (sanjith) arrived.. he is one among the strangest people that i have ever seen in my life.. he is 15 and is a mad fan of Stephen Hawkins. I am not even able to read the title of the books that he studies, and we had a strange friendship too. because he talks hindi and i replies in english...And he always uses my pen and paper..
somebody laughed aloud.. "can't you see i am researching!" and a sorry again...
he sat next to me and took two papers and my pen and started his work! the new girl have by the time became a sharp observer. I bet by the time she came, she didnt even read one line.. she was oserving each one in the hall and i could see the expressions of "Nalan in daksayagam" in her.
time passed.. Sanjith started writing some thing on air... inbetween he stands up and run away and comes back with some other books and calculates in air...
A new man arried to my desk... hastily found a seat.. picked up a large sized book and started sleeping. ( but i hate his snoring and the researcher is ok with that!)
suddenly sanjith threw my pen to the floor with a huge sound .. it broke in to three... The girl jumped up and looked at me..the cap went somewhere under the shelf. i was wondering about that...
Sanjith rose from the seat ,quitely walked to the pen and repaired it , got back to the seat with a close up smile saying... "Mil gaya deedi" .. Who cares about your bloody theory? i was wondering about the cap..
" You people will never let me research?" - the researcher shouted with his fist hitting the table... the snoring man jumbed up and turned to the researcher.. "who made that noice? .. dont make such noice again.."
he again returned to his job... the 'psychologist' have now started talking with some super natural force..
The girl rose up and came next to me... and asked.. " Are everyone mad here?"
I simply smiled and said....
"In a mad world, only the mad are sane."
She walked out... and now the 'psychologist' started crying....
