CONCOTION OF EMOTIONS

This was written on Tuesday Morning -(29/09) during class hours and thanks to my laziness and unprecedent events i have delayed postponed and the day has finally dawned to publish this post which has made me realize what i have learnt in 3 years.

We are attending classes after a mini vacation of 5 days,(which is quite frequent in my college..here we follow the schedule work- 2 days and holiday- 5 days(esp. in final year) and mind you i love this schedule)

Going back to school days this vacation would have troubled me ,the thought of sitting at home for 5 days -NO SCHOOL-would have killed me.(For all surprised i was a sincere student once upon a time, hard to beleive isnt it!!).This is the case of 10 out of 15 girls in my class.I am relieved with the thought that am not the only person who has become lazy!!
As I observe the classroom,the first four benches lie vacant,15 girls cram themselves in the last 3 benches,the girls who sit in the so-called "first bench" are the victims of the day.They have to be very careful in their activities (which are reading the newspaper or novel or passing chits) and today i am LUCKY ,am at the most advantageous position last bench extreme corner away from the lecturers view and near the door which happens to be the door of our freedom and door of our daily-tortures.All of a sudden i remember my school days when i used to voluntarily sit as close to mam and be attentive and how we used to never leave the first rows vacant .Times have changed!!My parents tell me "everything in life is a learning experience your actions also help in framing ur life".I wonder what i have learnt , Definitely not what the profs teach,but i have learnt a valuable lesson "the lesson of adjusting "and the importance of space in ones life.We cram 4 on a bench when we can sit luxuruiously 2 a bench.YES we have learnt to adjust and not feel greedy for more space because we understand the torture involved when one sits comfortably in our class.

Moving on I flicker through my notebook,its my only notebook this semester for 5 subjects,gone where the days when i used to keep 1 subject 1 notebook.What have I learnt?The importance of conserving our environment,the need to reduce the cutting of trees and i do my part by keeping 1 notebook in which nothing significant is written.

Maybe engineering wasnt that much of a waste.We are supposed to understand the complex working of monsters which make our life a bed of roses,do we ??the answer is maybe but what am sure i have learnt is understanding the complex emotions in life and it has brought out the humane nature in us.It has made us tolerant and taught us patience.In a class of almost 50 students we tolerate the most boring lectures and console each other by telling "this is life,this is engineering".

This much crap was written in class,the rest of the day happens to be the most memorable day i have had in this college.Unlike many in this college who love the canteen and beleive it necessary to mark their attendace in the canteen,i despise this place(i know despise is too harsh a word and i will be killed for my feelings to this temple of our institute).I rarely visit this place and today 29/09 happens to be the day when i "blessed" the canteen with my presence.My friends told me that there would be some event and i could prove my worth by trying to help.So here i was at the canteen at 12:00p.m.

The canteen which is usually a dull rectangular block to me had a different look there were balloons and it was clean without the usual broken chairs and was nice for a change.After some enquiring i realized that our institue was celebrating "joy of giving week",and i was told that some students who were physically challenged would come and our institute students had volunteered to entertain them.

They arrived at around half past 12,what followed was an increase in heart-beat,and tears in many of my friends eyes.The students arrived were physically challenged but that didnt deter their spirit.They were so jovial,enthusiastic,lively,and actually all these adjectives just underestimate the spirit of these kids.All of them were so strong mentally and we were awed...I dunno if awed is the correct word too.

I dont want to write more about these children because most of you feel the same when u see a child deprived of the basic essentials of life.What i want to say is these children made me realize how lucky i actually am,that with all the comforts of life how i throw it to waste,and how for the most silliest of things we become grumpy and grouchy,but these children never showed any sign that their handicap kept them less happy.When we whine that the mess food was horrible or fight with our friends coz of some silly ego clash,these children made me realize how we make a mountain out of a mole hill while they make a mountain look like a mole hill.These children were an eye-opener,and made me realize that i crib and cry for the most silliest reasons in this world and yes I AM LUCKY VERY LUCKY