An Eventful Day in Class

usually all my days go on a normal routine.. but today somethin happened in class .. which has tempted me to write abt it..

to start of with.. i m in my final semester of my college.. and i have having the luxury and privilege of attending only 3 courses.. or to say 5 classes/week.. mayb the almighty has shown pity in me this sem.. after being tortured with around 20 classes and 2 labs/week.. in my previous semesters.

on fridays.. i have a class around 10.. which i end up bunking most of the time.. to extend my weekend.. :)... i hadnt seen the prof for a while.. last time i met him.. was during my registration of the course.. so i thought, y not go to the class for a change.. and figure out whts the course all abt.. (had to do some day.. exams r around the corner)

to my friends surprise.. i woke up exactly at 8am.. had breakfast.. came back and checked my inbox..which was bombarded with forwarded mails.. which i had already read..
it was 9am.. still an hour to go.. so i decided to take a short nap..
well.. i got carried away.. and i woke up just in time around 9:55.. thnx to my mobile which started ringing.. now.. i had second thoughts on bunking the class.. but i was determind today..

so.. i ended up reachin the class 10 min late.. pretty early by my standards.. the prof. was busy scribbling somethin on the board.. i tried to concentrate.. but i started feeling sleepy.. the profs monotonous voice was too much to handle.. i had no idea wht he was teachin.. just tht he was blabbering somethin abt velocity and barrel and screw.. and yeah.. he was drawing some graphs too.. which looked like a round ball..
half way through the class... he told us to shift in the projector room.. a room with no lights.. and an AC..
wow.. a perfect location to have a sound sleep..

realising tht more than half of his disciples.. were sleeping.. the prof got angry and started asking questions.. my friend who by chance was awake during tht stir.. gave me a nudge..
i realised the situation around me.. i knew i was in dire straits.. i tried avoiding the glance of the prof.. by dropping pens down my desk time and again.. he asked the guyz at the back.. who were still asleep.. looking at their blank faces.. prof. gave up and stopped asking..

i could nt sleep after tht incident.. i was frightened.. didnt wanted to get embarrased in front of the whole class..
soon.. the class ended.. the prof. started taking attendance.. i got involved in a chat with my friend.. and i missed my attendance..
so.. after the class.. i went to meet him..
watching me come.. the prof got excited.. had a smile on his face.. probably thinking tht finally a student had paid attention to his class.. and was coming to ask doubts..
after finding out the purpose of the visit.. my prof. realised tht ther was no point expectin anythin from the class..

i felt pity for the prof for a while.. but u cant expect a final year student to take interest in subjects.. which probably wont have any effect on his future..
thus ended a typical but rather unusual day for me in class.. i came back and realised how ignorant and lazy i was..