I am driving three teenagers to school. They are discussing MCQs (Multiple Choice Questions) in Biology.
One moment I hear an exclamation, “No, no!…Mitochondria is wrong.”
Suddenly this guy on a two wheeler emerges from the left, and turns to crash into the bumper of our car, turns right and disappears into a narrow lane.
My only passing thought, “Two wheeler drivers!”
And then I notice an excited clamour in the car.
“No! He was cute!!”
“He looked like Imraan Khan!!”
“Why all black? Even his shoes were black?”
“Saw his ear stud?”
“Even the cap was black!?”
“Was that a dragon tattoo?”
“I don’t like such big tattoos…”
“… this one is ‘c’, Medulla Oblangata?”
“Yes, ‘c’ is right, … but I can’t get this one!”
“This is from Genetics.”
I know I can never focus on two thing like this, I can’t even stand music while reading.