Nostalgia gets nauseating if it is not taken in the right proportion.
Rajan writes about the good old days at R.V. I would have loved to add to it. But unfortunately I experienced the opposite when I went to college last weekend. The was a function with the governor coming and the entire staff were busy. Fine! I understand. But if you want to give me that reason for not sparing time to talk to me, say it nicely. How much dough do you lose for it?
I wasn’t the best student anyone could have bragged about. But as long as I can remember, I just didn’t give a damn about anyone in particular. It is not like a I gave a smirk to a senior teacher when I faced her in the department.
Oh yeah! I remember joining a hate community about a unanimously hated lecturer. Did you ever know of a demented soul who went into his hate community and remember each and every post by the author’s name? Damn it, I know that !@#$$% soul. And he actually recited my hate posts to me. Wow! That is @#$%%^&&* talent. Well, I AM not his student anymore. Maybe I used to be under his sphere of influence. Not anymore. I did better than that. I walked out of his presence even as he was yelling at me.
He: ah! snehad divakar
he: come in (to his staff room)
me: ... go in... how are you, sir?
he: how come you are here?
me: *lied* i came for transcripts
he: yenamma, meshtranna baididdu ayita? (finished scolding teachers?)
he: you think your realation with the college gets over as soon as you leave college?
me: :| (#$%^&&*&) i am sorry if i hurt your feelings
he: it is as good as scolding your parents in those words
me: (thats not true, my parents treat like a human being) :|
he: (loudly) you didnot deserve to pass ...i will see how your transcripts get cleared
me: the office will close. i have to go. i will see you later (@#$%^&* it means i am busy now, i dont have time for useless things)
he kept shouting even as i left his room.... LOSER