Chapters 2009

APPLAUSE

"And now, for the most path-breaking research by an undergraduate, the honour would be presented by .."

"Its gonna be a long night." Cherole stifled a yawn. They were sitting at the second row from the front of the eloquent award ceremony dais. She always sat near the front, except for the brief period under the apprenticeship of Dr. Elbis Zane, who always held the you got the best view from the absolute back, and prided himself on making the whole congregation wait while he walked the distance to the podium whenever he would get a prize, which was too often. She smiled remembering the on-stage antics her guide would perform, earning him the nickname Kid, which he planned to keep for life.

Cherole paused her flashback for a second to see notice a lanky youngster lazily walking up the dais. Funny how academia had become so ornate lately, she thought, the boy would be all over the newspaper's tomorrow, along with all other winners, while just five years ago, the only place it could be a top story, was a science magazine. Just one event then changed all that.

"Thank you Ruvan. Now over to the senior section..."

Cherole looked guiltily at Ron, who was trying hard to remain interested. She liked to think she was bringing him to increase his passion towards academia, but the truth was she had been to such events more often than she cared to admit, and was scared of being bored to death yet again.

"So how is your thesis project coming along, Ron? I know Prof Darwin can be a pain in the...I mean he can be quite demanding."

"Well, maam. It is as you would think ...."

The conversation proved quite a saver for both of them, as in what they felt the next moment, the host announced
"And now for the final honour of the night. Typically reserved for the most insightful and naturally the most controversial, THE Spock Prize for most innovative paper, goes to..."

"Its a tie."

:Baby what's that mole on your chin??? It distracts me...I can't concentrate on your beautiful face...:
Anything for you my hairy state..??
"State?"
:Oh why is everyone looking at me? Did i say that aloud or am I being asked a question? am i naked? no...ok this silence is killing me..i can't see it anymore.:
Suddenly a sound came - "In the formalism of quantum mechanics, the state of a system at a given time is described by a complex wave function....sometimes referred to as orbitals in the case of atomic electrons, and more generally, elements of a complex vector space."
"Good answer Ron"
Ron happily looked at his hairy friend who still had his eyes shut. He looked around the class and tried to give an expression that this was the most obvious answer. In his own vague sense of pride he again started following prof. Cherole.. this time with more rigurous head movements.

"Ron..ron..ohh..ron..great answer...aah do you know a good plastic surgeon?"
"Hey hairy guy.. who do you think is teaching"
"Ahhh.. Experience ma'am, it's telling me that physics is not my cup of tea."
"Then you might go to the canteen and find out what' s your cup of tea."
"No thanks ma'am."
"Leave."
"Thanks ma'am."
"My pleasure. So class back to the submicroscopic scale.."

Cherole... was an Associate Professor in the Atomic, Condensed Matter, and Plasma Physics division of the Department of Physics at MIT. Her beauty made her stand out in the whole faculty. Her students had "hot matter" as her pet name. She was tall so much so,that her boyfriend in college had to wear heels to reach her height. Not only in looks but also in academics she had no equal.. back in college she topped always and that to with a great margin. She was used as a spokesperson by her division to attract people and funds towards their research not only because she was the most beautiful but also as she was the brightest .She was being considered for the Boltzmann Medal for her research in statistical physics.

"Hi Cherole!"
"Hello professor Darwin."
"So when are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow night sir."
"Prepared...any speech??"
"Yes a short one.. but i still doubt my chances"
"Oh don't you worry you'll do just fine."
"I am keeping my fingers crossed."
"If i were the judge i would have chosen you the moment i saw your application."
"Thats flattering sir..."
"I haven't seen any of your work in statistical physics?"
"It's some paper i published back in college."
"Ohh.. under whom?"
"Dr. Zane.. Dr. Elbis Zane"