My Father's Students

A Little Privacy

After what he said to me I was a little unmindful Than i usually am.What did he mean by he wants to listen to me.

Like what does it feel like when someone listens to you? Does it feel good?

Next day out of nowhere my Principal proposed that from today I should go to School by our car. Not with my father.Our driver will drive me to school.

At first I protested for once that what was the need of using two cars and contributing more to pollution. But then mom said ,"that is what you wanted, right? Privacy?"

Like what? Come on mom you guys don't even knock at my door!

I mockingly said,"Wow, privacy for the Whole 20 Minutes.That is new "

She claimed,"Well that is a start "

So that is the reason that now I am inside this moving car .Our driver uncle is a good man .And well,he is a family man .

I have listened for so many times him to talk to his wife .No ,I was not earsdropping.I just happened to be around that time.Breaking my thoughts he said in a very polite way ,"Ma'am ,can I stop after a bit.I need to take the tiffin.I forgot today "

I said,"Please don't call me ma'am.I have said to you for so many times.","and yes, please do what it needed "

After a while he stopped.I looked outside by the window.A boy Wearing the same uniform of mine is standing next to our car.From their conversation I got to know that he would walk to the school.

" Let's go with us" I said aloud.

And for the first time he noticed me from behind the window.

With a lot of hesitation and a little promise that none will say this to my father he got in and sat beside me.

The promise was made because my parents don't allow boys even near me.

Of course if they would get to know then they would get very upset with Uncle.

I did not want that.To make somebody's life miserable because of me.

Anyway Rest of our journey was pretty Uneventful, except a thing caught my eye.

It was his bag.It was a normal bag indeed but there was a painting.It was somehow very eye catching.I started at it for quite long trying to figure out what was it but failed miserably.

Anyway I did not bother to ask him about it though he was looking like he would give a nice explanation about it.Already He was going to school with me ,in our car and now if I get close to him then I did not know what would happen.

But clearing my hesitation he said,"You are staring for a long time ,Do you like the painting?"

I nodded yes.

"This pic is somewhere deep within myself. I see it shows the insignificance of human life.I see it as an illiterate meaning , how humans struggle and fight for everyday life against all its odds.They are so insignificant compared to the giant waves but they tend to feel superior " He said enthusiastically.

He said it in one go.As if he was waiting for that particular moment when he would tell someone about his creation.I love when people are passionate.

Even if he is passionate about drugs?Well ,not in that case.

But for me people with passion is the hottest thing God ever created.

From hot i could remember an incident.Once Eve told me that she thought there is a boy who is very hot sp i asked her what is the actual definition of Hot .I mean how to identify,classify and name that as Hot ? Are there any parameters? But she just got angry ?

Like why???I still did not understand.

"You really are very passionate about it "I looked at him.

He nodded avoiding my gaze.

"Are you planning to go to an art college?"

"Maybe" He looked sad.

And with that maybe we reached a few blocks before our school and he got off because he could not be seen in our car. But he did not say anything to me or his dad. He looked like he was disturbed and had something on his mind.I also did not say good bye.I let him be. And also I didn't want to get friendly .

Then After a few moments I was dropped off in front of my school gate.