The Graveyard Shift

“saturation region…”, “12.54”, “infinity”, “Lorentz pri….” Zzzzz…….

“Yes, Miss Samant, do you enjoy maths?” ZAP!!
“Sirrr..??! Yes, sir..” (Whew..)

Every morning, the dismal ordeal begins with our despotic gurus making their entry one after the other, as they fill the lecture hall with their ghoulish chanting. 10 minutes into the lecture, you feel like Calvin taking off on his journey into outer space, fighting the sadistic advocates of education. Except that in this case, the entire atmosphere is so somber, it seems more like a trip to the graveyard than outer space :-S
Any attempt to catch up with the proceedings of the class is met with blank stares from fellow zombies (if lucky!), as they gently nudge you back into your alien world with the “how-dumb-can-you-be” look. A few more minutes, and the world of the dead gets segregated into two:
(i) the living-dead (read ‘rendered lifeless due to excessive studying’)
(ii) the brain-dead (read ‘dumb mortals clinging on to hopes of surviving on extra-curriculars’)
An insight into the psyche of the first category reveals no theory is too *convoluted to be comprehended and no query is out of bounds for them. And as their steady drone of answers reverberates through the class, the second-category members feel themselves being steadily sucked into the black hole of incomprehension, to a point of no-return (not that u can come back from black-holes, just a silly attempt to play around with Stephen Hawking’s theory counter that of Einstein :D).
And thus continues the graveyard shift till the daylight arrives (the ‘daylight’ for the brain-dead is end of college) and the living-dead crawl back into their coffins, nestled there till its time for another shift…


>> * the use of convoluted here is not out of the necessity to use a synonym of ‘complex’ but as a tribute to the principle of ‘convolution’ as all communication engg. students will (hopefully) agree, is by far the worst ‘theory’ we’ve ever experienced in the course of communication 0:-)