A leaf from my college life

I passed SSLC with somewhat moderate success, and managed to get a PUC admission at Christ College, Irinjalakuda. (Little did I knew that time that I was taking a decision which will alter my life altogether) My batch was ‘D-Batch’ and I soon made lot of friends there. Since I was fresh out of school, the tendency to sit at the first bench was still prominent, and I shared the first bench with Shyam, Ashiq, Dayne and Sandesh.
Though I tried my best to keep my attention, it was a bit difficult for me because of the change of instruction medium. The only classes I really enjoyed where English classes (irony!), and one of the most boring class was Zoology and Botany. Not that I didn’t like Zoology- I like the subject but I the class was a bit lifeless and boring. (Baby Sir, who taught zoology was our class in cahrge)
Soon I find a way to beat the boredom – when the sir starts the class, I used to open my text book and keep it in front of me in such a way that he cant see my face. The next 45 minutes I will be blissfully sleeping. All was well and fine, and Baby sir never caught me sleeping. I really thought that he may have thought it is better not to bother with me than scold and wake me up.
I was happy and then came a bomb – the parent teachers meeting. Man o man, I was really tensed. What if baby sir told my mom that I am sleeping always? She know that I have the tendency to fall asleep while trying to study ( I don’t sleep much – but, u show me a text book or make me attended a class, and I will be fast asleep before I know) but if she knew that I am sleeping in the class, better not to imagine the consequences.
With a pounding heart, I told my mom about the Parent teachers meeting, and I made it sound real casual – and I tried my level best to give an impression that she need not attended it. But lady luck was visiting someone else that day. She told me that she will be definitely attending the meeting, and I retired to my room with a heavy heart. But, little did I know that it was not over. When dad came home, mom told him about the meeting, and somehow, he decided to attend the meeting.
Disaster, Disaster. This was a contingency I never thought would happen. I waited with heavy heart, praying that they he will change his decision to attend the meeting.
At last the D day came, and my dad came to college. We sat through the whole meeting – he really enjoying it, chatting with my classmates and their parents, and with many teachers and I, counting minutes before the disaster stuck. After the meeting, it was time to for the parent-teacher interaction, and Baby sir called my name.
With a heavy hart, I walked towards him, not unlike a guy who is going to face the firing squad.
And what did i hear - "Hi Anoop, how are you; Nice to meet you, Mr. Sasi. You know, you son is very studious. I haven’t seen much students who have a keen attention like him. H never talks in the class. The moment I start the class, he buries himself in the text book and he wont keep it down till I finish my class” Man, I couldn’t believe my ears. His words made my Dad happy, and then we sat there chatting for another 10-15 minutes. I was dumbstruck and couldn’t believe my luck.
When we came out, Dad told me – “next time when I come for the meeting, I want to hear the same words” and I said to him “by all means”

(A, this is for you. You said you want to read something written by me, and here it is... )