College

Blinking mobile screen in front of my eyes peeping out through my blanket and loud disturbing alarm its 5:30am,continuously snoozing now its 6:00am.Ofcourse I don't want to see calm,well weathered and fresh Hyderabad but college timings are that bad they want me to check that out and Mashallah its superb.Heart shrinks seeing my friends with whom I stay,sleeping deeply with rhythmically snoring sound as if this morning meant really to them.Still on bed kneeling with blanket over and making calls to other buddies whether to go or not.But Mashallah my friends are such good creatures that they always disappoint.
Getting ready with an enthusiasm is only for love towards my college bus journey, this is the only thing for which I go to college, lot of hungama and at last totally exhaust.After crossing 13 stops and travelling over 40 kms comes the college.From the bus first glance of college gate drops me into nervousness reminding me of boring lectures,idiotic rules and ofcourse incomplete assignment n damn records.All enjoyment halts for next 7 hrs.One by one all comes with new topics and problems enrolled in their mind.Their is some one in my class who always gives me shocking news as if he comes to college only for my sake and tells me about surprise tests ,stupid assignments,q'ng session........etc with unappreciated expression on his face.
Good rectangular room,with systematically arranged four rows of dual seater benches facing towards a black colour huge patch on white wall-BLACK BOARD in front of which strange people come at regular interval of time and try their hard to take my nap to deep sleep.Four rows of benches are gender wise divided two rows are occupied by gals and rest by boys.No no no gals are not human but different much closer to aliens.Its hard to understand them and go through their mind.Today she is with a blushing smile on her face and prettily talking,easily mingle up with soft caring nature.Alas!the same girl next day entirely differs with different stupid innovative thoughts,aggressive expression and pretending as a new stock.
Sometimes sleep gets disturbed during class,no..no.. the personalities over the black board do great job to keep me asleep but some times their frequency of sound rises to peak and it pricks me to wake up but no problem they unknowingly do this I knew that.At this type of break I see she searches her love with zig-zag vision through different heads crossing the rows and finds him.Now both of them start to converse in sign language with simultaneous usage of eyes , eyebrows and different facial expressions and totally indulge in their affair.And I sit some where around to dat phenomenal guy and intensively watch them trying to understand their communication but its out of mind. Some open their tiffin box half and keeping it beneath the desk and munching the food with spying looks.Movement of the jaws in slow motion keeping mouth shut looking towards board as if they are totally drawn into the lecture and keeping sight straight,wonderful job done by their hands, right hand holds pen on the desk and the other holds spoon beneath the desk.What a dedication and sincerity wow!that guy at first row quite near to the board,supporting his hanging head with left palm below the chin on the bench.And his right hand is perhaps busy on mobile keypad msgng some one else with very sleekly attitude .Long bell at 4:00pm is rather pleasant than my alarm.By reaching home back its 6 every one gets exhausted as if we were not to college but 4 some labour work.Cosy flat,with smoky environment sensing cigarettes,stuffy items spread all over the flat and friends sitting in some corner giving welcoming smile and feel pity for my whole day struggle.
Nightout plans begin,roaming outside,eating,having fun.......friends along with flakes,throwing away lest early morning.
Again night begins.......................

-Syed Mubeen-