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Tuesday, July 28, 2009

An Unusual yet so Common Day

28 july,2009
1:37 am
This day could have rendered me more helpless and exhausted, had there been no GT for second half.. for which i should extend my gratitude towards my mech comrades. Since i have joined the M-W-F batch of TIME... thank goodness , i got the evening slot, so that i don't have to stay stirred early in the morning..( guys.. i really feel pity for those who have registered for 6-8 batch..).. so where was i??? hmm... since i am into the evening batch i rutted towards mp nagar sharp at 4:30 so that i reach there by 4:50...
Now for additional information.. i drive very slow... yes !!! Didi.. if you are reading this then please look here... i drive my 75cc, 4 stroke-automatic transmission TVS scooty pep so damn slow that even a snail can outdo me on speed.. ohh too much of a hyperbole... but that suffices the description of my pathetic situation. I reached there as per my calculations and walked to our classroom. As soon i stepped up the building, i saw that hot faculty of time... at first glimpse, anyone would confuse her to be a student. But then the two marker pen come into sight, holding them so elegantly, so delicately that one's thoughts go void with it. She held those "lucky" stationary stuffs with a hold so tender, as if fondling a snow flake; But firm enough to let it go .Okk back to studies... No "Lota-giri"... the class was as usual unexpected. As i was expecting the loudspeaker for a migraine session, but the teacher turned out to be someone else, far better than the expected one.
The class ended at 7:00 and i was homebound.. on my way back i felt the recurring emotion that has been prohibited in scripts of all religions... HATRED
It happened so... i issued a book from the library and headed towards the road facing bittan market, only to be frustrated by a traffic jam. Some darn VIP was about to pass. Yes they do deserve special security. But halting the traffic rouses a wave of annoyance in the citizens forced to stop for him. The VIP never passes the stipulated route on time at the first place, then what is the sense in blocking the traffic for an hour or long. Secondly If they block both lanes it causes a serious unrest among people under emergency. Now if the cops think that operating the counter-parallel lane may turn favourable for some assassin, then my dear friends... even an amateur gunner can snip him from top of the buildings adjoining the road, and still not get caught. And my serious despise is on the fact that in bhopal, if you see cops all around then your conjecture is always right that some VIP is on the move. And rest of the time, some hideous crimes take place all over the city but not a single cop is to be seen. So the rule of this country is... either incarnate as some VIP or some grotesque criminal convicted of some Hideous crime. Because both of them are highly sentineled.

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