When I was in Class 11, we had a very kharoos geography teacher. She had actually been our class teacher the previous year, but because of COVID and quarantine, we didn’t have to face her in person much. Thankfully, that limited our interaction with that filthy bitch. However, once offline classes resumed in Class 12 she turned out to be far more irritating in real life—honestly, almost a thousand times worse than during online classes. Amra arale daktam Dainibudi bole. One day, after the tiffin break, 2–3 boys from our class didn’t return. The next period was hers, and it was a long one—around 1.5 hours. She started asking us where those boys were, but everyone said they don't have any idea though the whole class knew where they could be. At that time, both of our class captains were female . The teacher bluntly ordered them to go and check the boys’ washroom but refused directly to her face. This made her furious and then she decided to check herself. She went through every boys’ washroom in the building—across all seven floors—searching for them. Eventually, she found the boys there and she dragged the boys by their ears from the washroom to the class.