Masculine Menopause

Yes, I am talking about the department. There are the limits for the generation gaps. When people start thinking neurotically that the nature of their young counterparts taking invasive stance, they start caressing their self esteem by JUST dominating them.

Incidence was my seminar assessment. I had become so vulnerable after my guide sent me back to correct my well-bound report. My mind was obsessed by thoughts of the lectures that were counting on that 50 marks phenomenon. Those are always sincere people who suffer. My case wasn’t any difference. Good-for-nothing ATMs in the campus added to my plight. I then went to Sunil’s net café. The only thing that felt like rescue for the time. He only can let my bills go forever. I went to him and corrected the report. It consumed the time equated to two of my lectures. I then reached to Xerox and printing centre, borrowing money from friend. (Thanks to ‘automated’ tailor machines in the campus and everywhere.)

There was a huge line in printing centre like tomorrow all people in the campus were boarding the Noah’s ark with their print-outs. With profuse sweat on my forehead and all over the body I was waiting hard for the turn. My turn was about to come and suddenly one of my friends called up and told the few more ’updated’ corrections that were to be made in the report. Listening to all people’s bombastic screams, like it was a music, I was editing my report there in front of everybody, on the ‘only PC’ that was available in the printing centre.

Finally I made it anyhow at 3:15 when all lectures were finished. I showed the corrected copy to my guide and she finally signed it. I then went to HOD for the sign which was mandatory and was told as the ‘important one’, without which we were going to be “virtually detained!”

After waiting for his calls to be finished, I entered his cabin for the sign. And- and he refused for sign. The reason was – why we did not attend the lectures today! Everything concluded like this.

We were no “virtually detained” for the HOD sign matter. But we were told to write an undertaking for missed lectures.  “THE TWO MISSED LECTURES!!!”

Of those four the first two were an Abhiyanta Manch venture. In which the principal was taking about the plight of rural students.

I want to make one thing very clear- I am not at all interested in social services. I don’t personally like to know about the rural students’ problem. My own life faces many problems every day. I get exhausted struggling getting solutions for them.  Why would I attend and get to know how tough others are doing? Be them my rural counterparts. Why would I attend such a socialistic lecture when I am told that I am on the verge of getting detained?

My whole day’s efforts behind presenting the state-of –the-art seminar report were in vain. All this because of one indecent gesture of authorities.

They want us to do everything at a time like we have an extra-ordinary expertise in all the things. Come on, we are just learning. There should be some restraint in their attitude I say.

Authorities never talk to anybody friendly, unless there is some work. Does that make sense? All the interaction we have is full of fear, anger for bad things, and no motivation for good things. They behave isolated, distant, irritated, and dry.

They are afraid of results dipping down. They feel insecure.

That’s why I feel department and the authorities are suffering from a menopause.