classroom controversies

its a really really bad feeling when your classmates treat you badly.and its worse when you know you haven't done anything wrong.its just like everyone likes you so i hate you,to put it in very simple terms.Anything that the class has to organise as a whole is always very difficult,coz many things come in the way.Ego clashes,different opinions,majority and minority decisions but now we're organising a big event, an event that i had palns of organising since last year when i saw my seniors preparing and running about for it.it was brilliant last year i thought but i'm sure we'll try to rise above the standards they've set.
classroom controversies are somthing that isn't absent in anyclass.i speak a lot for everyhting the teacher asks i have to give an answer even though the inner voice says,'shut up and put your hand down thats the wrong answer' even then my hand just pops up automatically and i have no idea what to do bout it.have made a fool of myself many a times.but as soon as the teacher asks something i see my hand swaying in the air and my mouth goes bla bla bla...
the worst part of the whole thing is that i speak bout anythingfrom my point of view i personalise my answers ofcourse when its neccesary to.but that brought me in to many problems too,last year i got in to many situations where i hardly opened my mouth to answer and there would be ten people contradicting my point. and so much so that after every answer i gave i had to add the words "thats what 'I' think" only then i wouldn't have people pouncing on me and sayin thats wrong and i dont agree....
but the point is all this will end after these 2 years of college that are left.
and these small fights small disagreements, rivalrys and all this will just stay in our memories and some day we'll laugh back at these days and sigh "aw!!! how stupid i was..."

lazing around.

well sunday,cool breeze and a sydney sheldon novel.all these things remind me of only my cozy bed where i can sit comfortably with a blanket wrapped around me and read the novel.thats what i can expect to do on a sunday...its so boring and drowzy."taking bath on a sunday is a sin" is what i told my mom yesterday and got shouted at badly too coz of this statement.I kept avoiding work,but there are hardly some days when there's less work to do.so many articles to write, for so many newsletters,inprint coming up,and the assignments ah i've cribbed enough...so i'll go do some work now.

when things change.

time changes...heard of it.
looks change....heard of it.
people change...??? well i haden't heard of it untill yesterday.
romal kept telling me last year that many people will come in to your life and many people will leave too,but i din't believe it.for me life was one sweet dream where everything and everyone i wanted to be with me were always there...but reality struck me recently.it takes very less time for me to know a person and get attached to him/her very soon.(emotionally attached) and when i see those people leaving me and going away its very very depressing.but as someones's said 'life goes on and things do change but the only thing that will never change is the feelings i have for u'...and so today morning when i was staring at that stupid girl in the mirror, i realised that i'll have to move on in life.

life never stops

its been only a year at christ and everything seems so familiar here.but things aren the same lots and yes i mean it looots has changed since last year.Since i'd entered college my seniors had been kind enough to show me what college is going to be like by mistake i let slip in that i was a big Barkha dutt fan and my dear classmate Sudeep (who isn't in christ anymore,i miss his pranks)told our seniors this and they caught me the next morning and surrounded me while the boss 'Payal' came out from the class and said "so,you want to be like barkha dutt hah?tell me when she was born???" and i was shocked...but life moved on and now payal is like my guiding light telling me what to do when and holding me when m going in the wrong direction...
well yeah things have changed and the thing i miss the most this year is the journalism class with the best teacher i've ever met Mr.Naresh Rao.man can someone imagine a journalism class without him...but as things were destined to be i hate saying this but this is the worst thing that can ever happen.it was so much fun with him in the class.we'll miss it like hell and we're sad because we'll be missing one golden year with a man who redefined my aim for me...who showed me that journalism isn't just blabbering out the truth,its about living the truth and yet not showing it to the world...well gotta go have class now.