The Outcast

 " GET  OUT  OF  THE  CLASSSSS . . . . . "   barked the PhD_instructor .

              2:30 PM...   An engineering institute...  Communications Laboratory...  New semester...  1st practical...  Light drizzle accompanied by bone-chilling wind, outside... 

The imagery was set. The mood was light.
             His hopes were bright.
But one thing he didn't remember -- the difference between wrong and right.
             His plea was rejected... outright.
And no one cared about his plight !!
               
A student of this batch, a simple-looking guy with a jolly demeanour, an eerie smile, a confident gait, and a green pullover,  was the cynosure of this activity.

       He wanted a fresh start to the new semester and only 20 minutes had passed  . . . when . . .  lo and behold . . .
 the instructor caught him . . .

                             O H   M Y   G O D  !!!

This extremely obnoxious, uncouth green-pullover guy, whoever he was, had just been caught red-handed, committing the gravest crime of the century . . .
                                 . chewing chewing-gum .
      An issue of paramount importance, had just cropped up before the PhD_instructor.

 The student pleaded . . . His repeated 'sorrys', his earnest assurances, his polite tone . . .  all seemed to be having little or no effect on the PhD_instructor.
  The student then lost his patience and confessed the crime, saying chewing it was his habit and that he would avoid it from next time.
                         But . . .  it was too late ... !!!
 The decision had already been taken. There was no point in pleading anymore.
            He had done the forbidden. He had to be rebuked.  

    Throwing him out of the class seemed to be the only plausible solution to the PhD_instructor, seeing the gravity of his crime.
ummmmm.....Yes.   It had to be done.
       " chewing chewing-gum in my class . . . How DARE he... " .

So eventually, all his pleas were rejected and his requests put down.
. . . he was  'sentenced to leave the laboratory at once' .

                                                *******

Amidst rain and thunder, walking briskly towards his hostel, alone and aloof from rest of the world, something crossed his mind -
           " Sarcasm . . .  because killing people is illegal !!" 

And then the outcast promised himself . . .
 
                               . He . Will . Be . Back .