A Rare Occasion

I was siting and reading my Cunnigham as usual during dissection. I mean, its kind of a universal fact- 'Pranjali Sharma does not touch the cadaver'. So, being true to myself, I was siting and reading the book while Prajakta ( the gal who does the cutting work. I'll never say it to her but Thank you!!!! I dunno what I'd do without you, my dear!) was doing the dissection. I'd read a bit of the chapter from BDC yesterday, so I could actually understand what Cunnigham was trying to say. Really engrossed as I was, I was oblivious to my surroundings. Suddenly there was a voice apart from mine ringing in my mind: "Have you ever participated in the dissection?" I looked up and to my horror saw a teacher standing above my head. I stammered, " Yes, Sir. I did the dissection on the first-" . He cut me, " When you talk to a teacher, you should stand up and talk." Crap!! " Yes Sir. I cut the skin on the first day. Now she does the dissection and I read and then we figure out all the contents." " And what about the other two girls? Don't they read?" "I don't know sir." And then he asked me where the Sciatic Nerve and the Gluteus Maximus was, what the origin of the sciatic nerve and what the function of Gluteus Maximus was. Thankfully, I actally knew all that stuff! So he was impressed. In fact, most of us answered right, so he was happy with our table. When he went off, I just sat down in relief wiping beads of sweat from my forehead ( exaggerating!!!).
And then I realised, the 'he' was none other than the Head Of Department Of Anatomy, Dr. Savgoankar!!