In a literature class, there would always be some people who have chosen this area of study for the sheer high that they get out of understanding the real essence of literature. Whilst these guys seem part pretentious and part intellectual, there are also others who have come to do this course in the hope of doing their graduation with a simple course!!
But, fortunately and unfortunately(to be implied in their respective sequence), both these groups of students are subject to the much expected hyper-active, frenzied and at times, sensibly sombre batch of literure teachers. Ready to paint a beautiful landscape of words at any potential moment, this particular species can make any rainy day seem like a renaissance theme. The other day, while trying to be more than a physical presence and not a dwindling spirit in my class, I tried hard to concentrate on the lecture being given on strength in feminist writings. Suddenly, a roar of thunder diverted everyone's attention to the sky, that had become thereateningly overcast with murky, grey clowds. And the professor, suddenly jumped up and infront of the window. "What an amazing scene. My God wish I had my camera today. Perfect for an eclectic picture of a female, with the winds blowing high trying to tear the sky apart. What representation of female strength!" Though the comment came as nothing but a much expected antic from the professor, it jerked many out of their stupor to push them an even a deeper one.
While for the pretentious hyphen intellectual ones, it was another thread of thought to think, dissect, pen and read.
2 comments:
oye garima yaar tu to sahi mein very good likhti hai! keep it up gierl.u will make us very proud one day. and i believe the teacher in reference must b our very own dm or someone else? do let me knoe
yea dude..u guessed it rt..it is dm. :-)
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