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One day in clg…

Bang, Bang – the bang on my door to which i now usually wake up too. It was MUD banging to wake me for my 9:30 class. My attendance was already running below 75% cup off in Communication so had made sure someone wakes me up. Thought here the peak winter has descended there was that uneasy chill, the one that makes u too lazy to take a bath but a little hot to wear a sweater to class. So ended up just washing my head and sprayed some deodrant – the normal routine for most of us boys. Had a fast breakfast and made a run for the class and reached there only after the teacher had arrived.

Now as far as Communication System class goes, the fact is this teacher’s monotonous somniferous lecture has been known to put the most chronic insomaniac among us to sleep. 5 min into the class the regular pattern was repeating- Vej already slumed into deep sleep, Cham and Abhi involed in their own number game, Ashi taking snaps(what he does with this I dont get), Arun trying best to get the attention of the fairer sex, me and other backbenchers busy reading the new college magazine tucked under the copy. The only time everyone comes to attention is when the teacher starts callling the rolls(I may not be speaking for the entire class, there are some gals who Sleep Books, Eat books, Live books) . There was only 2hrs class in all during the first half, retuned to hostel to mess and attended 2 more hours of class after that.

Afer the class went to the TPO, as usual he was equivocating continuously – this might come now, or then, should that come-damn it he does that too often. Sometimes I really wonder why I took the responsibility for T&P. Returned and took a nap(seems this is the only thing we guys do regularly) and watched movie till 1AM. Now busy preparing for the seminar I have to give tomorrow, its 2 in the night and am yet to take off with the seminar. And yet here I am tucked away in the singlet room in Mani Mahesh Boys Hostel rumbling along not bothered about the impending doom that might befall if i miss the seminar deadline again.

TATA and GN

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