I remember this particular girl in college, a part of our group in chemistry lab. She was dark but nice looking.

Exams were on. She was assigned an experiment, she had no clue how to do it.
So she did her usual thing. Cry.

Yeah. She cried each time she gave chemistry practical exams. Then our Sir would flow with compassion and give her an easier one.
We watched her do this every time. And felt sorry we couldn't copy her antics. We didn't know how many marks she got..but we were quite sure she got full. Sir would have to give her full or she'd cry again!
She was a normal, lovely girl. Except for this annoying habit of crying.

Years have gone by. I wonder where she is now. Is she married? Has she gotten over this habit of hers? I hope so. Or her poor hubby would be forever running after her with a hanky. Does she make him tear his hair in frustration? Has he any left?

Does she still cry to get her way in life?
When she doesn't get a seat in the bus?
Or that plum promotion at work?
Or when she gets caught for violating traffic rules while driving?
Does the havaldar have to watch her running stream of tears? And finally give in and let her go?

Hoping she's changed.

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