Laminar, turbulent.... are the different styles of flow that u would encounter in your coming days" Mr. Sharma explained in his drenched voice in the fluid mechanics classroom.
Maybe I was too young to realize the dynamics of flow at that early age otherwise why would have I given direction with my soft little fingers??? Now I realize it’s a perfect example of laminar flow [occurs when a fluid flows in parallel layers].
Dragging the remembrance, I see a little tormented schoolboy incapable of controlling the sudden rush of emotion, changed them to the motion of layers and layers of salty water...
The boy had lost a friend. A friend whom he considered having all the ingredients to become his best friend but then he realized that he had been made the victim for his over-believing and trust he had shown.
His writing slate was no more, crushed to several pieces and thrown around the sitting bench. Such dual dirty blow in his heart and slate had created a channel in his soft little white core and stormy outflow was quite visible.
The fountain of sobbing had come down dramatically. A magnetic lustrous smile was chasing him from a window. He was embarrassed by the unexpected beautiful importance but couldn’t pull his eyes back from the smile as some strange force was demanding touch of the smile...
"Yes Mr., What's your name??? You seem to be concentrating so hard for the last few minutes, so better answer this question now.” A distressed voice shook me suddenly.
"Jone..."
"Ok. Jone, give me an example of Laminar flow". Mr Sharma asked me in his most brutal voice possible.
"My Tears... "
A sudden blast of laughter flooded the whole classroom but that little beautiful smile was nowhere to be found.
Maybe the magical smile expected some real tears.............
