THE EYE OPENER

He managed a cold sweat. Martin was forced to remember all the debts he had at once. And he had several. It seemed that this Mr. William had somehow remembered his own and on such a time when the month was not in its best time of any one having money on him. He owe him 10000 bucks.He knew he had to find a way of paying up the debt because the man he was dealing with was not the type to mess up with. He painfully racked his brain for a solution but nothing came up. His worried long face seemed to be sharing his agonies save for his receding hairline. He was still in the middle of this situation when he thought he heard a commotion in class 8.Thats when he decided he wanted to relieve his stress on the culprits who were somehow messing up with his private problems.

Apparently a fight had broken up between John, the naughty student with rather silly ideas and Mike the school sanitary prefect. John had refused to sweep the classroom and when confronted by the authority he had turned physical. Mike did not want to lose his ego and so he responded vehemently. Other students were feasting hungrily on the free movie on offer. The guys were sprawled on the floor, each one trying to get the better of his opponent. Blows rented the air. There was a lot of clapping and cheering. And that’s when Mr. Martin entered.

Everything went silent. All the pupils silently went back to their sitting places save for the two masters on the floor. The teacher’s angry face spoke volumes of how far he would go on correcting the situation. Even if it meant beating them up all by himself. He asked what had led to the fight but nobody was willing to give the answer. Of course nobody was willing to do that. Everybody understood perfectly what sharing a dose of the teacher’s angry temper is felt like. So the silence persisted. The two fighting masters were still on the floor, their heads down. The silence persisted. His rather blood shot eyes swept the classroom as if hoping to get the solution from its dirty walls.

“It seems like nobody is going to give me the answer. Well you are all on punishment. You will go to the farm for the whole week. Meanwhile you two idiots on the floor run to my office now”. He said in his deep voice. Nobody moved for a second. Then the sanitary prefect slowly and shamelessly moved out under the watchful eye of the teacher. John did not move for even an inch. The teacher angrily looked at him with the hatred that a man of God hates Satan. He still did not move. The tension was now rising in the small classroom. Then the unexpected happened.

With a clean sweep of his feet, he knocked down the deputy who was caught off guard and quickly stormed outside hot on his heels. The deputy was knocked down head first. Blood was dripping down his sharp forehead. He was confused for a second. When he regained his senses he felt his forehead and when he felt blood he immediately ordered the whole classroom to pursue the escapee. They all did with him also in pursuit. But John was never caught, at least not on that day. The deputy had many problems already and this one only piled up to the list of his stresses. But he somehow had to deal with both.