Hello I am back. This story is about students who get an opportunity to take revenge against a teacher. This is a true life incident which happened about six to seven years ago in our college. I heard this story from a friend. I will tell the story in first person as if I was one of the students involved in the scandal.
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Before I start the story, I need to give a brief description of our college bathroom (for all those who haven’t seen it or smelled it). If anyone ranked all the torture chambers in the world then our toilet would be placed right next to Nazis death camp (gas chamber). First of all there is no mirror or wash basin. Everyone might have seen how a man stands and pisses into a wall mounted urinal. But ours is slightly different as there is a wall but no mounted urinal and the screen (a slab) which bifurcates is slightly low so that one can see what the next person is doing. There are three desi type commodes where one can do both 1 and 2. These obviously have a little bit more privacy, with walls on all sides and a door with a lock. But the walls do not touch the ceiling. The wall is only about 9 feet high from ground and 3 feet short to roof. At any pint of time there will be something floating in the water. I had once gone in and it was so revolting that I had to come out without doing anything.
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No one was as eager as my friend Ravi to get out of PLM’s (a teacher) classt that day. Even though there was only 10 minutes left for lunch break, my friend couldn’t control it and went up to the teacher and asked him “may I go to toilet, sir”. A wicked smile lurked across his face and he said “Innu 10 minutes ashte erodu control madkond kutko” (there is only 10 minutes left, control yourself) My friend with extremely disappointed face came back to last bench. This became the next topic of discussion in our bench. We were all making fun of poor Ravi, when suddenly PLM shouted at us “enu 10 nimsha sumne kuthkolakke agalva” (why can’t you sit quietly for 10 minutes). He pointed at Ravi and said “come here and write this diagram” My friend who was already bladder full looked as if he will do it right there. He somehow walked upto stage and as he was about to draw on the board the bell rang. Without even asking teacher’s permission he put the chalk down and ran out of class room.
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I and two other friends went looking for Ravi as he had not returned even after 20 minutes since he had ran out. As we approached the toilet, Ravi came out wiping his hands on his handkerchief. We met near the door and I asked them to wait for me, so that I can give my contribution and flood the Kengeri river. As I was doing my business PLM walked into the toilet and went directly into one of the desi commode chamber and locked the door. I don’t know what came over me that instant. I slowly went to the door where PLM was and bolted it from outside. In the excitement I ran outside and told my friends “Maga PLMna bathroom olge koodhakbitno” (I locked PLM in bathroom). All four of us went in and started laughing at what I had done. Suddenly Ashok got a brilliant idea and banged on the door, making as much sound as he can. PLM yelled from inside “oye yavano adu” ( Who is it?). we all started laughing (now loudly) when he tried to open the door. As if this wasn’t enough Ravi got another super dooper idea. He took some water and splashed it into the bathroom through the uncovered top. This had reached the limit of PLM. He was so angry that all he could say was some slang L*****, A** ****, Son ** * ***** etc. We all walked out as if nothing had happened leaving the poor teacher banging on the door.
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