Swastika enters

Swastika was one of those whom you wouldn't notice in a crowd.But once you have noticed her you can't afford to avoid her. Mild wheatish complexion, modest height of some 5' 4", bright bespectacled eyes, a slim figure which she flaunted only too well... courtesy tight jeans and tight tops, especially black. She had a modest rank the year before this one and had got herself in a college which compelled her to stay away from her home, which meant not even a sight of the man she had admired for the last two years...

...The thought of it brought tears to her eyes. He was her teacher. She had liked him since the first day she had met him. And even he had reciprocated her feelings, though in a much composed way, enough to suit his teacher-image. Things never worked out in their favour. The teacher's family played the villain  and the son decided to play the mamma's kid. But Swastika couldn't help but remember him every time she was alone...

The dong-dong-dong of the examination centre's bell brought her back to senses. Her exam was quiet good, she was sure this time she would make it in kolkata itself. Now that a burden was over, she declded to talk to the chubby girl sitting right behind her. The first time you see her you couldn't avoid noticing her over-sized figure. All the same, just the next moment what strikes you is her extremely intelligent eyes and within the next few moments you have to think of ways to battle her wit. Swastika had by then taken an extreme liking for this girl. She decided to take her contact number... 92314...