Tempus Fugit at NLIU

So since you people have a knowledgable insight on how we study and write our exams it is time to ponder on as to why we did what we did , or in more sophiticated terms what exactly were we doing when we were supposed to be indul inging in academic pursuits. So its time to look back as to where did the first trimester whiz away , so here follows a simple breakup of our daily itinery

The day starts of when we wake up with a jerk realising that our apparently faithful alarm has ditched us unceremoniously and we have about half an hour to make ourselves somewhat presentable and rush to class . So then starts a mad flurry of "getting ready" and when we look less of a tangled mess we descend to breakfast ( which in reality is rapid scooping of random edible particles into our mouths) all the time fervently praying we are not late.

Well a short sprint and we arrive in class gasping for breath to find we have missed attendance ( oh by the way attendance in NLIU is sacred meant to be nurtured and cared for and in a large number of cases the sole incentive to bear some lectures ) so cursing ourselves and in the sympathy of our more punctual friends we take up our seats . In class it is an enjoyable blend of some knowledge intake and some titbit talking .

Well at the end of classes hungry , frustrated ansd sleep deprived we hurry to lunch which is rather an ecstatic affair as it signifies the freedom from our morning lectures , followed by a power nap and we set out to our post lunch classes which are pretty much leisurely , hmm classes over we move towards the library ( NLIU has a fantastic one ) for some hard academic labour , well an hour later of probable progress in our studies we set out for our evening tea complimented by a customary walk around the campus which is splattered with meeting good friends , not so good friends and accquiantances engaged in similar exercises all greeted with varying degrees of politeness and fiegned surprise , then for some skywalk talk and we head back to the hostel.

Only to find that your room looks as if a tornado has run through it .With dejection in the heart and digust in the face we set about doing disaster mitigation ,m when we realise that it is time for dinner. Well some food and everybody heads to the terrace for a bout of dissection of the day 's events.Then we drudge back to sincerely bury ourselves in books (absorbing nothing academic) and refresh our redundant brain , only for brief interludes from our nocturnal gossiping .So under the influence of fatigue we finally slip into the realm of dreams for another repeat of our quite monotonous routine as enumerated above.

So while writing i did realise where time slipped away and i so totally agree with surabhi on her pledge and it is dilligence and effective time management are priorities on my agenda of the second trim.

Krithika Chandrasekaran

Disclaimer : This article is an effective generalisation and strives to potray what most students did.Not to be taken in particular reference to any person living or dead.