another torcherous week ended with the college teachers. its really a triple dose of discipline for notorious people of our batch.
SUICIDE 1::
the day starts with V. rihani sucking up all the positive vibes of the morning and craving us for fresh oxygen. ok, more practically, he beats to death by drawing rectangular diagrams and writing on the board.... he has a knack of making us understand the most simple things in the most complicated manner that people are always in awe of him, rather than understanding the basic fact that he has a wildly wrong perception of not understanding simple things in simple manner.
SUICIDE 2::
the torcher shifts from blackboard to the stage. here comes nagendra saha, (since vats had murmured in the class that he doesnt speak english well, he's constantly delivering lectures in english.) a bollywood song aptly describes him.... emotional atyachaar... man .. its one hell of 3rd degree torcher.. he keeps on speaking the whole class and expects full attention and idealism from every student. death by hearing ... shifting topics remarkably well, he may start with wireless communication, go on discussing human virtues and end up on giving tips on which car to buy, why more trees should be planted and how diabetes is linked with mobile phones (now thats the link back to wireless communication)
2 hours gone, without a break these hair pulling sessions dont end here.. here comes SUICIDE 3::
arun kumar and his page of notes.. the stage shifts towards the podium where he keeps on standing and reciting microwave-hymns from the notes he's written. no line makes any sense, so he quickly adds," i can understand this is just a little boring". the class is busy scribbling and brain-wracking "kis pichle janam ke paap ka badla le rahe hai humse". surely, everyone in the class cant be hitler, mussolini or marie-antoinette. then why everyone has to bear the torcher?
the best part in this is that there is no possibility of moving left or right for 3 straight hours, talk about wispering some witty comment (the ece guys are famous for commenting on anything- be it a poor joke)
the notoriety of our class was emminent by throwing spit-balls on faces of people(once or twice on teachers), shouting wierd names of teachers on their face(any colleague remembers 'mau' being shouted at chem teacher?), throwing pens, orange peels, tiffin box,paper-things and even pieces of wood once towards teachers. other things do deserve attention like mobile songs, playing with college projector and electricity of room and lots more.. just to disturb the teacher. and dont forget amidst all this, every guy is in some jocular discussion with people sitting nearby.
then why notorious teachers trying their techniques of disciplining such jungle-bred chaps which are going to be ece engineers in just 4 months ... ??
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