This is what it is....

I just happened to watch the movie 'Taare zameen par' and realized how similar the story of every child was (and they said every child was different...yea rite!). As a child (and even now) the word 'studies' scared the crap outa me! Why do we have to study so much?? Spend each day remembering the new year resolution we made, reminding ourselves of that promise we make not just at the beginning of each year but in fact twice a year, 'This semester I'm gonna take my studies seriously and be prepared for my exams in advance as well as attend all my classes'...The resolution lives through at the most a week (for me :p) of the semester where I religiously follow the routine of gettin up in time (yes! in time!) for my classes and actually attending all of them! Okay...now that's a different story that hardly any classes take place in the first week of the semester :D But nevertheless, I do go for all of them...teachers not coming is not my problem.I'm an obedient student who will attend all my classes! Well, that's the first week of the semester...but that's it...its just the first week! There on starts the degradation...of the routine...of the resolution! The alarm clock keeps ringing and the 'good' me keeps trying to convince the 'bad' me to finally get up and attend the class while my hand keeps hitting the snooze button, wanting to throw the alarm clock away with all the force I have every time it rings! Somehow I make it to half the classes there on..morning classes are a big no-no! :p This goes on till some teacher announces my name in the list of students with short attendance.OMG! How did this happen!? I made a resolution...to attend all my classes...hows my attendance short?? (Hits me quite soon, it was just a resolution, not a practice!) Only if teachers counted the time I spent thinkin about the resolution (it was hard...it really was...to make a resolution to put myself through all the torture of attending all the classes..tsk tsk) in the class hours as well, my attendance would easily rise by about 10 percent!! But alas! That ain't gonna happen! Then I start again...attend all my classes till I reach the deadly goal of 75%! Aah! To make it to 75% attendance is like having achieved something miraculous..something so difficult that I proudly tell all my friends how I extricated myself out of the the situation I created myself! :p

Then comes the part where I need to concentrate..the other half of my resolution..to take my studies seriously and get better grades! But then, concentration has never been my amigo! Just as I open my books to try and understand some vexatious laws, metallica creeps in through the back door just in time to sing 'Tuesday's gone' while I acquiesce to their request to play for me (I like to believe they requested me...cuts out the guilt :p) and shake my head with eyes closed as I revel in the notes flowing smoothly out of their instruments! Finally the song gets over and I open my eyes with a smile on my face. But uh..wait! The smile vanishes as I realize that Tuesday really is gone and I have my exam 2 days later...on Friday!! Dammit! From there on starts the praying, "Oh God! Please help me just for this semester.I promise I will prepare a lot earlier next sem.Just get me good grades this sem...just this sem! Please God please!!!"

Things didn't change the entire sem...nor did my grades! But the hope lives on...there is always the next semester! Here I am, at the beginning of another new year, another new semester just a week away, making the same resolutions I made all my previous semesters...preparing myself for another onerous semester. I do not believe in the brevity of human life! There is always the next semester...and the next... :)