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Classroom dreams

Let me tell u about some more people whom I will never forget.One among them is Ramprasad(rampandu) anyone who had done his inter first year in our coll will remember him.Well he had weird dressing sense.He had these red coloured or mayb some other coloured shoes, which he always wore to the the class.That was ok,but believe me ppl u see him wearing those shoes over his plain cotton pants and a plain shirt with that horlicks watch on his hand and u will never ever forget him.”Lets come back to the next chapter”that was his most frequent dialogue.It was as if he could never get enough of that word and used it where ever he could stick it into.Most of all he had this really irritating habit of stopping wat he was teaching wen ever he hears u talking and keeps staring at u until u get the feeling that u accidentally forgot wearing ur pant and had a pink short in its place,and then he holds the chalk by its tip and points it at u,gives u a very toothy smile and says”Please pay attention”.So much for such a little dialogue.
Here is an incident which I remember very clearly.One day Ramprasad sir was teaching his class and it happened to be after lunch,and naturally I was very sleepy.The day before that day something bad something realllllly bad! Happened.ANGELINA GOT MARRIED TO BRAD PITT.People like me who loved her were really disturbed and sad and angry at the same time.Well the thing is that Ramprasad was continuing his class not being aware of the fact that I will not be able to get Angelina anymore.So I wasn’t paying much attention and I was slowly slipping of into a dreamy state and Ramprasad started dictating something.I too started scribbling down on my notebook so as not to be seen by him and get the feeling of wearing pink shorts.I wrote what he told for sometime and later on I don’t remember what happened but I was being shaken vigorously .I opened my eyes .It was Eswar.”Ramprasad is gone man,get up”,he said.I sat straight and rubbed my eyes.
“U are great dude,u were writing even when u were asleep”,he said”Really?”I asked.Do I have that talent too?He took my book wanting to read what I had written.He looked up to me with a surprised expression and then gave me his usual careless laugh”What happened?” I asked.He passed the book back to me,by that time he had shown it to all the people around us and each one of them was having a different expression.I took the book and read Angelina was married to Brad pitt yesterday was written in it.Not only that a lot else was also written in it but thankfully what ever it was,it was not legible,so I was saved to a great extent.
MORAL :Never sleep and write at the same time.

ok now,this isnt some kind of story where theres lots of suspense,romance and all.This is just my experiences in college with little spice added.So if u want a good story where a guy gets murdered in a hotel and they show a person in a black suit leaving the hotel and keep talkin about him till the last while actually the murderer is an old man who accidentally fired his gun while cleaning it when his rascal of a grandson poked his sagging buttocks with a hairpin,u might as well go of and chat wid some hairbrianed guy.
Nothing much worth recalling happened the first day or for a period of time.I remember a day when i was just about to leave the class after college.There were four people in the room,me and another guy(i forgot who) and two other girls.I had some book in my hand and the girl just wanted to see the book,so she asked me.Me,the worst idiot of all back then told her that i couldnt give it to her as i was solving a problem from it.Well u must understand that i had entered the college to study and to listen to what every lecturer says(how foolish of me),so that i could get into iit.Dont worry though,it all changed later on. Let me tell u about our lecturers,lets start with Raghuveer our 1b lecturer,if i forget him i may rather stop writing this blog,cause it was he that made our first year worth remebering.Well the first impression u get after seeing him is that he might be a cartoon which wandered of from cartoon network and landed here.He was squint eyed,had a weird hairstyle and even weirder english.U might say his entry into our class was dramatic.We were all new to each other so we were sitting silently without talking much,when suddenly a guy walked into our class as if there was some gigantic bear chasing and that he would die if he walked any slower. "Iam Raghuveer your 1b lecturer"he began.We noticed that he had weird eyes but couldnt tell what was wrong with them back then."Lets start with zero chapter"he continued.
then he walked over to the board took a chalk and put a dot on the board,then he turned to survey us with his weird eye like madeye moody and without warning he shouted"poooooooooiiiiiiint"as if he was criticising a homosexual by calling him point.That was the begining of the fun.Believe me from then on college started becoming more and more enjoyable.This guy has a habit of stretching most of word he pronounces in english.He used to say"oiiiiinnd" for"and" and for many other words,but oind is the one that became popular.We even have a community called oind in orkut.So u see it was raghuveer who made our first year worth living.salute to u sir and oiiiiiiiiiiiiinnd once again.