Random thoughts

My day begins way too early for my liking, college being bang in the middle of nowhere- away from civilized dwellings, us poor students have to be up at the crack of dawn to get to the bus stop on time. In spite of the early rising, i usually end up chasing after my bus and jumping in when it stops at a signal, panting & breathless. Nice start to a day , don’t you think ? :)

Then, there’s the bus journey itself, which isn’t exactly comfortable- far from it really. The drivers seem to delight in scaring us out of our wits with their driving skills- or rather their lack of them. And the buses themselves- they make our MTC’s seem like the heights of luxury. Well, maybe we not all of them. There are a couple or so deluxe buses, but by some quirk of fate, i never get to travel in them and always end up in the rickety old ones. sigh.


Finally we get to coll, in a single piece and without too many heart attack cases. Once classes begin at 9, ppl generously make up for their lost sleep, much to the annoyance of the profs. They expect us to be all bright and chirpy early in the morning…. i guess that’s how ppl are on their home planet :) . Most of them have given up on us now as hopeless cases. All they ask is for us to let them teach in peace, for the super enthusiastic ppl in the first row. Some profs tho insist on askin us questions to make sure we go home and study our “notes”. Obviosly these sessions aren’t too successful. And then, there’s lab. For some, this means groans , sweat and khakhi overcoats. But for us lucky ones , it is a three hour long relaxation period in an air-conditioned lab, spent staring vacantly into free space, copying programs from the board/classmates , or playing games on the comp.


We have 3 breaks, to relieve the monotony of the day. The moment the prof leaves, ppl who were sound asleep and snoring are up and racing to the canteen before you can say “sambar saadam” ! The short breaks have ppl queueing up for the .. umm.. delicious .. puff. Half-burnt, with weird veggies(among other things) , enough oil to fry an elephant.. & yet mouth-watering. Lunch time calls for the standard ‘meals’ or the ‘variety rice’ of the day. At 3,45 once more the canteen’s crowded to bursting point, with ppl stocking up on chocolates, biscuits , appys and frootis for the looong an tiring journey back home.


A day filled with laughs & frowns. due assignments, late records and lame excuses. strict profs, grilling sessions and smothered giggles. passing notes, msging and writing observation under the desk. teasing, shouting and ragging. Races to the canteen, rushing back on time and eating in class. getting od forms signed and pleading for free hours. bunking class, getting caught and getting ur id card confiscated. The good, the bad and the ugly sides of coll …- in just another day in SVCE. :)