A 'minor' incident

I furred my hair and tried to bring my ever messed up coiffure to a tolerable look. Brushing the dust off my head-wrap that has become indispensible for me after so long a hairfall era in my life, I crumbled it and stuffed it inside my bag. My hair... I find it hard to keep it the way I comb it in the morning... So I have stopped combing. I nudged Ankit to make way for me to the class, and climbed up he stairs to my place. No matter how much we try to change our seating arrangement in Minor exams, we always get caught and are made to sit as usual. The sophomores, prefinal and final year mechanical were busy with their last minute preparation and the class was beaming with weird voices filled wih technical babbles. As soon as I placed my stuff on the desk, the voices became intense and a whole bunch of students funnelled inside the class like sheep herded by a shepherd into the fences.
Someone shouted," Lanjewar aa rha hai"
Another replied," wow yaar mast cheating hogi"
Third voice interrupted," are nahi be wo Mtech waala C!@#@!# aa raha hai"
About this Mtech Guy I just mentioned... He is a real ..mmm... smart guy... Reason??? He always nabs you when you are not doing anything unfair. And when you are actually doing, so he never figures it out... Ranjit was an exception.. he git caught. So statistically speaking, in a one hour test, if you spend 5-6 minutes playing peek-a-boo with your neighbour's copy... This means this guy will pester you for the rest 54-55 min.
A month ago, which was ofourse winter, a season with only one reason to be hated by me that being my olfactory senses becoming useless due to leakage in my phlegmatic reservoir. So I keep a handkerchief at hand to wipe my tunnels off to avoid any disgraceful dripping in front of someone. On that day, I did the same and my handkerchief was dripping with phlegm.
I know that sounds gross, but this is a biological flaw with me. My nose leaks out more water than a common kitchen tap does in an entire day, if not closed properly.
The test commenced, I had written necessary formulae on my table for reference... ;-) I wrote the paper without much problem, except for my oozie nosie... I bent forward to wipe off my nose with my hankie and this guy saw me. He came over to me...
checked underneath my desk, made me stand up and checked my jeans... and then... ewwww... he picked up my hankie dripping wet!!!! and asked..." ye geela kyu hai?"
I replied with a sniff... He still didn't realise what a disgusting thing he had picked up...
Anyway that 'smart' guy couldn't see the formulae written loud and clear on my desk.
I was shocked... with amusement... :-D