From Dusk till Dawn...

If there is something I enjoy doing most, it’s sleeping.. For me, a day consists only of about 14 hrs.. The remaining 10 hrs being permanently reserved as my sleeping time.. And under no circumstances do I allow any other activity to encroach into my moments of rest.. An afternoon nap is as much part of my daily routine as any other natural activity.. Sleep comes first.. Exams, assignments, presentations, sports, games, travel.... everything can wait..... till I wake up.........

  

In  school and college, there used to be regular time-zones when I could rest in peace.. But for the last 1 year, my sleeping cycles hav been turned upside down.. Quite literally.. Earlier, I rarely, if ever, saw the sunrise.. In the last year, I’ve seen it many times.... before I go to sleep that is.....

 

B-school students are nocturnal creatures, who never sleep until early morning.... Ya.. They must be slogging it out all the time for assignments and tests, right?.. Wrong.. Nothing cud be further from the truth.. Staying awake all night is a part of B-school culture.. It gets into your system as soon as you land in one of these weird places.. whether you have some work to do or not, you just don’t sleep early.. You play games, surf the net, chat with friends, read books, watch films... But you do not sleep.... 

 

So, how does one account for this sleep budget deficit?.. What are classes meant for? All u hav to do is to strategically position urself in an inconspicuous corner of the classroom, select a suitable posture (which makes others feel that u r reading ur notebook), and comfortably wander into dreamland.... There are a few guys (and girls) in my batch who hav perfected this into an art-form, who can doze off right under the noses of the prof. with consummate ease.. And if that was not enough, wake up all of a sudden and ask the most incisive of doubts.. 

  

I wish I could be in their league.. But I never manage to sleep in class.. And thus tend to carry the sleep in my eyes back to my room.. where I sleep at all sorts of odd hours.... But make no mistake.. Rain or shine.. Never once have I betrayed my commitment of 10hrs-a-day slumber.. Wonder what will happen when I get into a job.. would I be able to become a normal human being again?? Or  have my sleeping cycles been incorrigibly convoluted??.. Only time will tell.. for the time being.. It’s good bye and good night...........

The Birthday Bash(ing)

It is with great pain that I sit here to make this post tonight.. Great pain in the butt.. It’s my b’day today.. And in true engineering and b-school tradition, i've just been subjected to the most inhuman attack from behind..... Not that I have any justification for complaining.. I myself have been guilty of perpetrating this heinous offence on many of my friends.. What you give is what you get.. It was my turn to be on the receiving end today.... unfortunately......

I knew beforehand, that I was in for a bump-y ride .. As is it, I have a wiry frame, and don’t have too much cushion on my posterior.. So, had taken all the precautions I could, like wearing 4 undies and a thick jeans, just to soften the impact of the blows somewhat.. But an umbrella can’t help you in a hurricane.. The precautions proved woefully inadequate.. As boot after boot of each batchmate crash-landed on my seat, all i cud do was hope that i somehow manage to save my ass.... literally......

Later, some of my closer friends got a cake for me.. And after the customary cake make-up on the b’day boy’s face, it was time for some photo-ops.. Nikhil, Dutta, Tappu, Medda, Anish, Khanna, Khetan, Ashita, Payal, Sabya.. They were all there..

I am used to sedate b’day celebrations.. Just between family members.. This was the first time that so many people were involved in my b’day.. I wont forget this day in a hurry.. Atleast not as long as i feel the pain whenever I sit :)....

Birthdays come and go.. Life moves on.. These are days which remind you that life does not have a rewind button… Once u cross the landmark, there is no way of going back.. So, you might as well enjoy each second.. This reminds me of the song- “zindagi ke safar mein guzar jate hain jo mukam, woh phir nahi aate, woh phir nahi aate”........