Classes Are Interesting.
After a long gap, back to the classes. This time it is "Advanced Power System Protection". May be bcoz of my interest to the subject, I'm having a good time here writing this. Professor is in his full throttle. he is a magician too... He can take us from Mysore to any other part of the world in fraction of seconds. Electricity is anything and everything to him. The frequency of AC supply at India is 50 hertz and he flickers his eyes almost similar to this. You can find no-one in this world who will replicate all properties of electricity other than him. But he have nothing to say about electricity in India. His thoughts are only about power generated in Australia, England, Japan........etc etc......
Till my graduation, the first benches were reserved only for the rank holders. what i found in common among them are, they would keep their eyes wide open, looking interestingly to the blackboard through the convex lenses. But here in this PG classes, five of the eight seats are occupied, n the rest left free. Instead of their eyes, they have kept their mouths wide open. From their expressions, its clear that they are on the front because the small small big ladies of my class had already occupied the last rows..
People become mature as they grows up. Here in my class, sits 4 of my classmates playing "BINGO" in their mid 20's.. I remember the good old times I played these games on the last pages of my notebook. I wish if I was a child n all my childhood friends were with me...!!! I would be satisfied if the girls besides me invited me for a challenging "BINGO" game...........
HOY HOY HOY.......!!!! Just 4 minutes for the class to get over......
BINGO...
Till my graduation, the first benches were reserved only for the rank holders. what i found in common among them are, they would keep their eyes wide open, looking interestingly to the blackboard through the convex lenses. But here in this PG classes, five of the eight seats are occupied, n the rest left free. Instead of their eyes, they have kept their mouths wide open. From their expressions, its clear that they are on the front because the small small big ladies of my class had already occupied the last rows..
People become mature as they grows up. Here in my class, sits 4 of my classmates playing "BINGO" in their mid 20's.. I remember the good old times I played these games on the last pages of my notebook. I wish if I was a child n all my childhood friends were with me...!!! I would be satisfied if the girls besides me invited me for a challenging "BINGO" game...........
HOY HOY HOY.......!!!! Just 4 minutes for the class to get over......
BINGO...
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