The hypothesis – Somebody is manipulating my life.
Last Saturday my disoriented ego (where one does not
know whether to be egoistic or not) received a little setback when I wasn't
allowed to sit for the 7 am lecture for being fifteen minutes late. After hurling
a few abuses (the ones you normally use to abuse professors) I came back home.
Two days back an old trek-buddy of mine called up to
announce that they've (‘they’ is all the other old trek-buddies) decided on a
trek for this weekend, starting from Friday night - sort of a reunion. I had to
attend this Saturday’s lecture at any cost. The seed for this hypothesis was
sown. ‘Why me?’ ‘I can buy a fake
medical certificate’ ‘Who the hell keeps
a lecture at 7 in the morning?’ ‘Why
does it rain so much? ’ ‘Atheist?!’
‘What is time management?’ ‘What
am I saying?’ ‘Why me?’…. These are thoughts
that justify my disoriented ego.
To signify the serious nature of this problem I will
acquaint you with some facts.
I haven’t trekked with these old friends for quite a
time now.
The Harishchandragad fort where the trek is due is a
place where Nature manifests its mesmerizing beauty. Trekkers call it their
paradise. I have been there many times, poured gallons of sweat onto its earth,
got stung by a hundred plus swarm of killer bees, was defeated by a dog in a
climbing race, and drank more water than anyone has on a trek.
Last night,
to commemorate the arrival of the Marathi month-‘Shraavan’, I had soup +
fried-chicken + chicken-gravy + fried fish + ice-cream in the given
sequence.
And. The
professor had conducted a class test which carried marks, the day I missed the
lecture.
So I did not go for the trek. Today morning I woke
up sharp at 5 with all the last night’s food flooding up to my esophagus.
Somehow overcoming this difficulty I reached college at 6.18 am to be welcomed
by a deserted campus, people sleeping on the streets and staring dogs. Yes!!
The rains were heavy since last night and as a result the Mumbai trains surely
will be running late. I was fantasizing about giving the professor a taste of
her own medicine if she showed up late. 6.46 – the evil pig from Angry Birds
mwahahahaed to announce an SMS that declared the lecture to be cancelled, for
the professor wasn't keeping well. Bang!
