Scene 1: Its 8:30 in the morning, my roomies n me all still in their dreams of well suited manager and glued to their bed as if a Sunday morning waiting for a room service of continental breakfast…still could’nt come out of last days hang over…suddenly realizing that its just the middle of the week…atleast 3 days away from a week end…’Oh My God!’ Its 8:35 in the morning, just 25 min to go for the first class…now its another decision…may the toughest decision for a manager…which one to choose… classroom or washroom?
Bt I played safe…
Scene 2: Grabbing the dhosa like a chicken role…stuffed as much as it can be…hurrying through the red tiles of the campus…its 9:05…hoping against all the odds…hurrying over the stairs better than Olympics gold medalist…finally reached…‘The Bhagirathi Hall’… Micro Sir already with his graphical expressions…Just squeezed in my chair…1st row…couldn’t make out what the hell is going on…Then seeing the projector…its an ‘Indifferent Curve’…but my eyes quite indifferent to it closes itself frequently…just to taste a sweetness……….
Suddenly feeling the presence of someone in front…heads down, eyes blossoms again, sir in front with an explanation to someone’s unique query…my head starts nodding as if knowing the answer before hand….
Scene 3: 1st interval of the 1st period…stretching myself…yaaaaaawning…bigger than the ‘Use Me’…as if the only break of the movie ‘Kanchanjonga’…desperately needing a face wash…But of no use…the period goes on and my yawning…both as if ‘Complementary Goods’ like ‘Left nd Right Shoes’ sometimes shamelessly…thinking of the cartoon ‘Tom & Jerry’ where tom desperately needing a bed to fall upon…uuuuufffff
Scene 4: The best part has just come…with a new CR efficiently making an announcement of an extra class in the afternoon session of such a subject that just adds a pillow to slumber…Oh my God! Desperately needing the lunch break for mornings bath…waiting for the 1PM stand…at last it comes…shouldering my new laptop…striding for the hostel with a post pone lunch (Unusually)…
Scene 5: After munching the lunch, with most displeasure, heading again towards Hall, this time determined not to dose again…reached the class…within 10 minutes class gets filled…along with the resp prof…with renewed vigor eyes widely opened…trying utmost to understand a ‘System’…and also analyzing it…with an ‘ICICI bank’ example being audible…trying to gather as much ‘Information’ to ‘Manage’ it….But suddenly I could feel a System fault in me…eyes closed again …my information system unmanageable, collapsing…zzzzzz!!!
I leave you with question to comment upon…
Why are there first benches??? Zzzzz!!!!.....
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