It's Thursday morning and I am awake earlier than I'm habituated to. Thanks to my pant and sis for forcefully waking me up after my mobile alarm didn't seem too happy not to have woken me up. It is 7:45 AM, and I am suddenly jolted to the reality about getting my recommendation from profs for the scholarships. Got to reach the erstwhile SPCE before 10:30 !! There were two recommendations that needed editing and printing. I quickly pounced upon my desktop and put on the printer. 10 minutes and 4 letterheads and I was left with the final copies of my recommendation. A quick bath and short prayer ensued. I was out by 9:40 AM. The road digging work and the usual honking and blaring of horns continued as the auto drivers gave a wasteful look at wade pass through. No one seemed to entertain my request of a ride to Andheri-W . Finally one succumbed or surrendered. He had a look of helplessness on his tired face. I jumped in and was there on the college campus by 10:15.
As I scaled past the SPJIMR, I smiled at the prospects of joining NUS this fall. A better place to me in during these times, I said to myself as I entered the college. Right outside my HODs office I stood as I saw him do something on his system. A sincere request and he let me in. He was reading through my recommendation and a sudden question popped up from him. "Bhai tune lika hain ki top kiya that. Kab top kiya". Felt the ground slipping beneath from my feet at this sudden and shocking question. I gathered my calm and replied that I had topped in the final two years and he gave me his recommendation. Took the other recommendation from another prof who was very friendly and more understanding. I Reached office by 11:30 only to find hearts lying and floating all around the office. Yeah it was the V day celebration. Well, it was certainly grander than the R Day celebration. People seem to take R & I day for granted but none take V day for granted these days. None value R & I but everyone values V . It has become almost out of vogue to not have gfs these days as if you do not have one you are almost considered asocial.
Well yeah for me, I do not care for such things. The best part of the day was the ride I got back to home. My auto driver seemed the most intellectual person to me on earth that day. That guy spoke sense to me, that first thing to happen that day. Strange, I thought. We are certainly moving towards collective ignorance rather than selective intellectuality.
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