From my love
Mar 05, 2010
During my school days, I was a love struck puppy who followed the girl of my dreams everywhere she went. Nazim was a beautiful half-caste girl from Zanzibar.
I volunteered myself for a punishment on her behalf
IN THE NAME OF LOVE
During my school days, I was a love struck puppy who followed the girl of my dreams everywhere she went. Nazim was a beautiful half-caste girl from Zanzibar.
One day, the gods surely smiled at me. Phones were prohibited in school but Nazim owned one. None of the teachers knew this. On this fateful day, her phone rang during a Mathematics lesson. When the teacher heard the phone ring, he asked who the owner was. Nazim remained silent.
So, he embarked on a search of the whole class. From my seat, I saw Nazim looking very worried. I knew expulsion was her fate.
The teacher was just a few steps from her when I sacrificed myself. The fact that I was three months away from sitting for my O’Level exams did not deter me.
Everyone in class wondered if I had gone mad. The teacher then directed me to the headmaster’s office, with the phone I had picked from Nazim.
The fact that I was a prefect and had not had any indiscipline cases worked in my favour. I was an academic giant too. Basing on these, the school could not afford to lose me.
Rather than being expelled, I was given 25 strokes of the cane at the school assembly and told to dig out a tree trunk thereafter. Nazim wept for me. Even though I was unable to sit on my butt for a week, I knew my price.
Nazim was head-over-heels for me and gave me an unforgettable kiss. We remained friends only for three months. When she finished her exams, she went back to Zanzibar.
IN THE NAME OF LOVE
During my school days, I was a love struck puppy who followed the girl of my dreams everywhere she went. Nazim was a beautiful half-caste girl from Zanzibar.
One day, the gods surely smiled at me. Phones were prohibited in school but Nazim owned one. None of the teachers knew this. On this fateful day, her phone rang during a Mathematics lesson. When the teacher heard the phone ring, he asked who the owner was. Nazim remained silent.
So, he embarked on a search of the whole class. From my seat, I saw Nazim looking very worried. I knew expulsion was her fate.
The teacher was just a few steps from her when I sacrificed myself. The fact that I was three months away from sitting for my O’Level exams did not deter me.
Everyone in class wondered if I had gone mad. The teacher then directed me to the headmaster’s office, with the phone I had picked from Nazim.
The fact that I was a prefect and had not had any indiscipline cases worked in my favour. I was an academic giant too. Basing on these, the school could not afford to lose me.
Rather than being expelled, I was given 25 strokes of the cane at the school assembly and told to dig out a tree trunk thereafter. Nazim wept for me. Even though I was unable to sit on my butt for a week, I knew my price.
Nazim was head-over-heels for me and gave me an unforgettable kiss. We remained friends only for three months. When she finished her exams, she went back to Zanzibar.