When I went to class…

Genuinely attempting attending all classes this semester is one of my latest resolutions. I had never imagined classes being anything but inhuman tortures poor students are subjected to. Those who did attend them were probably seeking atonement of their sins. As the new time-table came out, I was one of the many who groaned on seeing that we were supposed to remain in the classrooms from 8 o’ clock in the morning till 1 in the afternoon. This marathon lecture series was supposed to be devoid of any breaks (unless, of course, I chose to break my resolution).

With much effort, I and my wingies have managed to be somewhat regular in class during the first week. What surprised me the most is that classes aren’t all that dry and uninteresting. Especially when your thermodynamics professor goes on and on and on with lines like, “Only macroscopic kinetic energy can essentially cause mechanical work. Essentially what happens is that this kinetic energy essentially raises the internal energy of the system. I hope you recall that internal energy is essentially a state function unlike heat which is essentially a path function. “ According to a mate who was ‘essentially’ awake during the entire lecture, the word ‘essentially’ was uttered ninety eight times within that hour. To accompany that, the instructor willingly used the air quotes on thirty one instances. Whatever the histrionics be, thermo was my favourite topic and hence this lecture was also the most bearable.

Where Thermo wasn’t much of a pain, Fluid Mechanics a.k.a. FluMech was poles apart. The instructor had had this brainwave of allotting a seat number to every student. Not only did that separate me from my league of last-benchers but also got me marooned amongst completely new people. Also, having no cute girl sitting nearby added another tinge of sadness….These are times when you are glad you have a camera phone. You can always weave a story out of your snaps. Here are some of them….

Empty seats, people catching up on their beauty-sleep and hangman in ‘essentially’ more than half the registers … well, L17 isn’t all that uninteresting!

Love actually…

The moment I saw her for the first time, my heart skipped a beat. Nah…not one but a few beats. Her delicate persona was magnetic. I knew she was the One for me. She had an aura of purity I couldn’t attribute to any single feature of hers. I smiled and I think she smiled back too. I wanted to touch her, feel her, and know her better. Somehow I knew this was the beginning of a new long-lasting relationship. Maybe this is what people called love at first sight. We had a long journey ahead of us. Together, it wouldn’t be too daunting. I would stand by her till the very end. Her fresh look assured me that she would never tire of being my companion. I no longer felt lonely. With her around, I needed no one else. She was going to be one friend who would never ever betray me. Nervous, I found my hand reaching for her. I touched her and knew immediately what unadulterated bliss was. I wanted to say something but also found the silence magical. It must have been a few minutes before I actually spoke. Her reply however shattered all my dreams. Hell broke loose and I lay stunned. I didn’t know whom to blame. Maybe, things like this happened only to some unfortunate few like me. All she had managed to say was: “Audio drivers have not been installed. Please contact an authorized dealer to fix the problem”

My new laptop had betrayed me.

I thought of writing this piece as I watched the trailer of some flick called ‘Love Story 2050’. Going by the pace the world today is moving, I don’t find such a tragedy impossible. Lol…