The Eco Prof

Sitting in the FCQ exam,looking back i realised that i have always been conveniently ignoring the Eco class and the Prof. The very first class, i categorized him as the modern version school master of the Malgudi Days. I had to battle really hard to keep my eyes open as i was sitting right in front of him.To be brutally honest it was boring.

The second class was an eye-opener.I actually enjoyed the the Oil Price discussions.But still, i it was an ignorable class, then .

But now sitting at the FCQ, hearing that his wife had passed away, i felt really sorry for him than myself. I had no clue what the question meant to me.

Suddenly my opinion about him started changing.I realized he was not that boring , he was funny and witty at times.

I could remember one quote distinctly.

He had said " F.D Roosevelt once said(',m not sure about the President, it could be Regan as well) ,"Give me a Economist with One Hand"

I was rather puzzled , why would a President want a partially disabled economist?

He continued,"Coz he said the Economists always say, on One hand this could happen, but on the Other hand, this could also happen"

Very true.

Now I'm actually looking forward to seeing him in the class again.

Quote Of the Day - 18/07

We moved across to the petite shop just near our hostel.It has become a ritual to go over there if i'm to leave for the college with Shekar.This time we had Dheeraj for company.

We were having tea as his phone rang.IT kept buzzing. With the tea in his hand Dhee toook out the vibrating mobile in his hand and stared it - " Now , why the hell does she call me?" he whinned .
Shekar queried "Who was it , machan?"
Dhee - "It was my Girl friend" ...
Lol . . Me -&&%%^$%$^%^
(Not sure if this would make sense to you.But the situation was funny)

Beauty in The Bus..... 2

But the little kid kept bothering me. I couldn't see her again the same way i saw her the first time. The little kid had ruined it all.
As i was debating within myself if she could be really that old or could the little one be her niece or neighbour, i was still gazing her.

She was beautiful,looked mild manner and every inch the female you would love to spend time with.She kept attracting me.I hadn't focused so much on a single thing since my 8 th Semester B.Tech exams,where in the exam hall i kept staring at my friend unwaveringly waiting for him to pass me on his paper. Then came the moment of relief, when the bus stopped at an intermediate junction and old man got down with the little girl. Phew.... she wasn't her mother. Yippeeee........

I didn't know why felt relieved but i felt. Funny things do happen. Next it was my turn to get down.I walked down and past her ignoring her and alighted at a stop near my company.
It thought it was over.Laughed to myself and started walking.
But was it?
I turned around at the bus and there she was gazing out through the window. We both were caught red handed by each other. The bus moved on and so did I. It was fun.

Half an hour of journey which I hated every day was pleasant today. Life does throw up small surprises every now and then.
Didn't think of her much after that until know when decided to text it down here.Had to dig deep into my memory to remember her face again,but could succeed only to an extent.