Skip to main content

determination and a bad day

today morning i woke up to the mobile alarm going off like a siren. my mom who was sleeping next to me, hates o be woken up from her slumber, and cursed. My bright happy sleepy mood went off instantly...then when i again woke up at nine my bedroom door was ajar and voices, the maids and my mom's, wafted in. i found out that my mom was talking at a rather high decibel to one of my relations that i would rather not be related too. i thought that this rather unagreeable person had actually come to my house early in the morning so i got out of bed, shut the door quietly, and went back to my bed. later i woke up rather late at around twelve and cursed. i had tutions at two thirty and the last thing i wanted was a late start. so grumbling about the (un)fitful start i went into the bathroom. there i caught sight of the many post its i had stuck on the dressing room door and i read Harvard. My dream for as long as i remember. silently i went about my business and prayed about Harvard. the entire day, even in my rather irritable mood, there was a sense of determination. fine if i don't make it in but i was at least going to try.
with this in mind i went downstairs to start a rather bad day..
when i went downstairs my coffee was rather late. and i had no breakfast as my mother had made something that didn't agree with me. she was on the phone again talking loudly to her hearts content with relatives that i would prefer to be unrelated too. the blessed woman didn't get off the phone until a good twenty minutes later. meanwhile, i switched on the satellite dish and played the movie i had recorded the night before. it was called a college road trip and had a happy ending with the protagonist going to the college she dreamed about. watching the movie again intensified my determination. during one of the commercial breaks i again reminded my mom about breakfast and after twenty minutes five pieces of toast came my way. i was pissed off by now as my brother had eaten my biscuits and was rather late for my classes as well. so i showered quickly and came down and planted a quick kiss on my moms cheek, borrowed some cash for the auto and set off.
As i went down the road looking for an auto i passed the sidewalk where i had last taken my dog jj walking. my mom has given them away. i really miss my guy.
i found an auto and climbed in. this time around the auto man took an unfamiliar route and i panicked for half a second before i realized i was on the right track. i paid him and went up to my class.
i said a quick hello to shilpa who was in her cabin and she told me that ravi was in the conference room. so i went and called him out. he told me to write a test today and this rah er surprised me and i followed him to shilpa's office where he told her the same thing. Judging by her expression i guess i wasn't the only one surprised by his actions. he then went away and i asked shilpa" so when d i learn".shilpa followed ravi in and had quite a long chat with him, while i was waiting outside the door. she then came out and called me in and Ravi told me "see its your own fault. i can't teach you. your chapters would e covered long back if you had only come on time. what chapters do you have left? when i told him, he told me its your own fault and if you had come in earlier your portions would have been finished with nishant as well. write a test today and we'll cover your chapters on Friday morning. i cant help it if you dint come regularly. you missed quite a lot of classes and all that crap!
i would have reacted and i swear i was going to but the unfortunate sajal incident came into my head and i held my tongue. i was also aware that shekar and shilpa were closely watching this and i wanted to put an end to it. so i went ut of the room and said fine. shilpa asked me if that was okay and i said yeah. so i sat down to write the test but i wasn't completely concentrating on it because i was busy trying not let that obvious insult get to me. but my tricks weren't working and my composition was not all that satisfactory. And i didn't get some three math sums. But i guess my English paper was all right.
anyway, i finished the paper rather out of time...then handed it to guru. i was almost getting ready to leave when i remembered teach was gonna be absent. then shilpa came in and said that hemant was still sick and then softly apologized for ravi.
i really hate that guy. he and his stupid paunch and his dumb sense of humor!!! Bastard!! hope he rots in hell!!!

Comments

  1. gr8 going arch...dis is just awesome!!!.....it has some real hifi eng thats why some stuff went above my head bt still it was awesome!!....only in between some parts needed a bit more clarit but i am sure u wd do way better the next time

    ReplyDelete
  2. wow .... u really hate that guy :P !!!

    ReplyDelete
  3. I did then :P
    Now, I dont anymore :D

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Midnight Musing - Part 1.

Sometimes its really difficult to figure out who your real friends are. You know, like the ones that you read about, or watch on the movies. Like the ones that will be there for you when you want them to be. To carry you through. I'll be honest. I'm a naive person and I'm also super sensitive. So, if you are really mean or rude or nasty to me, I will be hurt. Regardless of the fact that I try not to pay much attention to your cruelty, or your low opinion of me by telling myself that your quite beneath my notice, I will still let it get to me. I'll be bewildered, groping for clues as to what I did wrong, or hurt. And most times, both. It's bewildering, frankly, to realize, how no matter how you try to portray yourself as a particular person, the image the world gets is often quite the opposite. So, as much as I'd for people to think of me as intelligent, witty, clever and (yes, I know, I know, I'm vain.. but we all have our vices!), beautiful, I think...

why do we stray?

You know I came back from school, hoping against hope to pick up my physics books and study for the upcoming weekly test! But that hope was all there was to it. I didn't study and on top of that wasted my entire time online watching one tree hill. Anyway, getting back to the original topic, why do we stray? When we say we aren't going to do something, why do we end up doing it? Why cant we just stick to what we planned and do that well rather than just mess everything up? I've never been able to finish anything I've started and that speaks volumes about how unstable and unreliable I am! Every single day just passes by and I wake up to a new morning feeling all the more worthless for it! I don't know if I'll ever do anything great in my life. I don't know if I'll even go after my dreams. Or if I'll just ideal by and let time and tide pass by. Its depressing to be me. I know a guy called dhruv. He's my senior. He's going to Canada now. He's...

The Day

Today, was kind of different actually. I was up all night feeling nauseous, so my fabulous plan about mugging last minute for my Cell Biology exam the next morning went for a spectacular toss. Nauseous, sleep deprived and tensed for my exam, because even I don't like being that underprepared for an exam! That was me today morning, when I headed down for breakfast! It seemed like it was the first time that I was making conversation with the mess "akka's". Even though I did meet them every other day for lunch, dinner and snacks, and on weekdays breakfast too, it wasn't like this. Then, I'd have been busy and the conversation would have been over by the time we exchanged curtsies. But today morning, today morning it was actually different. I spoke to the akka's like I used too. After chatting away and pulling their leg, I proceeded to eat my pathetic excuse for a breakfast. Today, the grime was Dosa with Sambar and dry watermelons. If you've never seen...