Lizzy landed straight on my palm.
The math class had begun very much the usual way. The Sir had gone leaving us some problems to solve. As usual, tongues started wagging as soon as he stepped out, and I was no exception.
Like everyone else, I was juggling the pen in one hand, doing the problems jotted down on the white board and using my other hand to punctuate the conversation I was having with the girl sitting next to me about Kip Pardue's cute eyes with emphatic gestures.
That was when it happened. One moment I was gushing on about how cute Kip Pardue was and in the next moment Lizzy dropped by.
Let me tell you about Lizzy.
Lizzy- your average, brown, scaly, disgusting lizard. Like all other lizards, Lizzy was out on a hunt. But... unlike other lizards, Lizzy had ambition. Lizzy wasn't content to be sitting on ceilings and walls gobbling up any unfortunate arthropods that happened to be within it's tongue-shot.
No siree.
Lizzy wanted to fly.
And it decided that my palm was the perfecto landing place-o.
Yippee.
Not.
I stopped short. Kip Pardue flew out of my mind taking his cute eyes with him. All that remained in my mind was Lizzy and its beady black eyes. It reared its neck, raised its head and looked at me.
I looked deep Lizzy's eyes. Lizzy did the same. It was a moment of understanding. Both of us seemed to know what was to follow. Both of us could imagine the pandemonium that was to follow. Within a shake, I could sense the resignation descending into Lizzy's eyes. Resignation that it was in deep, deep trouble.
My hand shook.
Involuntarily.
Violently.
Lizzy was soon air-borne again. And landed deep into
Merin's hair, who was unfortunate enough to sit in
front of me. The girl next to me, Lakshmi finally
caught on and let out a bone-chilling yell. She pushed
away from Lizzy in disgust. Shilpa, who was next to
Lakshmi, found herself unceremoniously translocated
to the floor.
"Palli, palli!!!", (Lizard, lizard!!!) yelled another girl. Soon enough, Merin's bench too was in utter chaos. Within a span of two minutes, the entire class was either screaming or laughing. (The laughter came from the guys). Girls sitting on the end of the benches near the vicinity of Lizzy all joined Shilpa on the floor.
Strange enough, the only person who didn't understand what was happening was Merin.
"What palli, where palli??", she asked confused.
"IN YOUR HAIR", someone yelled.
"WHAT!!!!!!", she yelled.
After which, she proceeded to gyrate her head in a fashion that would have made any die-hard rock-fan proud. Soon enough, Lizzy was airborne again. This time Lizzy landed some two benches away on somebody's book.
That somebody instantaneously flipped the book hard, and Lizzy now crash-landed onto the guys' side.
Let's just say the laughter soon stopped over there.
Soon enough there was a quite a sizable number of people on the floor. Books scattered. Pens flew.
In five minutes, Lizzy was repeatedly thrown from one bench to another. Lizzy scampered and crawled... only to have it's next flying lesson. The class that had just some minimum noise in the beginning was soon producing enough noise to mask the detonation of a million tonnes of TNT.
Hearing the pandemonium, Sir soon came in like a bull in rage. By the time he'd gathered what had happened, Lizzy took the opportunity to save its scaly self and disappeared out the window.
Oh and Lizzy left a souvenir. Lizzy tail was seen flapping around on Kevin's book. Which was promptly made to join Lizzy out the window.
Well I hope Lizzy sure grows a much bigger tail.
One thing is for sure. Lizzy won't be having any more visions of flying anytime soon.
A lifetime soon.
The math class had begun very much the usual way. The Sir had gone leaving us some problems to solve. As usual, tongues started wagging as soon as he stepped out, and I was no exception.
Like everyone else, I was juggling the pen in one hand, doing the problems jotted down on the white board and using my other hand to punctuate the conversation I was having with the girl sitting next to me about Kip Pardue's cute eyes with emphatic gestures.
That was when it happened. One moment I was gushing on about how cute Kip Pardue was and in the next moment Lizzy dropped by.
Let me tell you about Lizzy.
Lizzy- your average, brown, scaly, disgusting lizard. Like all other lizards, Lizzy was out on a hunt. But... unlike other lizards, Lizzy had ambition. Lizzy wasn't content to be sitting on ceilings and walls gobbling up any unfortunate arthropods that happened to be within it's tongue-shot.
No siree.
Lizzy wanted to fly.
And it decided that my palm was the perfecto landing place-o.
Yippee.
Not.
I stopped short. Kip Pardue flew out of my mind taking his cute eyes with him. All that remained in my mind was Lizzy and its beady black eyes. It reared its neck, raised its head and looked at me.
I looked deep Lizzy's eyes. Lizzy did the same. It was a moment of understanding. Both of us seemed to know what was to follow. Both of us could imagine the pandemonium that was to follow. Within a shake, I could sense the resignation descending into Lizzy's eyes. Resignation that it was in deep, deep trouble.
My hand shook.
Involuntarily.
Violently.
Lizzy was soon air-borne again. And landed deep into
Merin's hair, who was unfortunate enough to sit in
front of me. The girl next to me, Lakshmi finally
caught on and let out a bone-chilling yell. She pushed
away from Lizzy in disgust. Shilpa, who was next to
Lakshmi, found herself unceremoniously translocated
to the floor.
"Palli, palli!!!", (Lizard, lizard!!!) yelled another girl. Soon enough, Merin's bench too was in utter chaos. Within a span of two minutes, the entire class was either screaming or laughing. (The laughter came from the guys). Girls sitting on the end of the benches near the vicinity of Lizzy all joined Shilpa on the floor.
Strange enough, the only person who didn't understand what was happening was Merin.
"What palli, where palli??", she asked confused.
"IN YOUR HAIR", someone yelled.
"WHAT!!!!!!", she yelled.
After which, she proceeded to gyrate her head in a fashion that would have made any die-hard rock-fan proud. Soon enough, Lizzy was airborne again. This time Lizzy landed some two benches away on somebody's book.
That somebody instantaneously flipped the book hard, and Lizzy now crash-landed onto the guys' side.
Let's just say the laughter soon stopped over there.
Soon enough there was a quite a sizable number of people on the floor. Books scattered. Pens flew.
In five minutes, Lizzy was repeatedly thrown from one bench to another. Lizzy scampered and crawled... only to have it's next flying lesson. The class that had just some minimum noise in the beginning was soon producing enough noise to mask the detonation of a million tonnes of TNT.
Hearing the pandemonium, Sir soon came in like a bull in rage. By the time he'd gathered what had happened, Lizzy took the opportunity to save its scaly self and disappeared out the window.
Oh and Lizzy left a souvenir. Lizzy tail was seen flapping around on Kevin's book. Which was promptly made to join Lizzy out the window.
Well I hope Lizzy sure grows a much bigger tail.
One thing is for sure. Lizzy won't be having any more visions of flying anytime soon.
A lifetime soon.
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