SELF-DEFENCE
Pic.: Malabika Ganguly S uddenly, Kevin, my eleventh-standard student, showed up for the class, today. He had bunked the class for one full week, without informing me. So, the moment I saw him, I was all set to yell at him... But, before I could do that, he pulled out a big-fat bar of Cadbury… “Sir, for you.” “Happy b’day dear,” I pulled Kevin close to me, “Very smart boy, haan.” “Tell me, have you watched PK?” I teased the b’day boy. “Yes sir,” said Kevin. There was Meenal, a TY student, sitting on one corner. “What PK has got to do with Kevin’s b’day, sir?” her puzzled look asked me. ”Meenal, have you watched the movie?” I enquired. “I want to,” Meenal said, excitedly, “But, I want to know why PK now?” “Because, our PK here is very smart like the PK from another planet,” I explained, “See how well he defused the bomb in his sir’s hands!” Meenal was still puzzled, but Kevin knew what I was talking about. “Explain to her, Kevin,” I ...