The day always starts with switching off random alarms.. not once, would you be waken by your alarm but your room-mates' .. not once you would switch off your own alarm but someone else's .. and above all, nobody knows why they keep alarms at all.. it happens to be a habit and nothing more..
Taking the brush and greeting everyone at the sinks at the bathroom with foam in mouth, and unaware of spitting, asking him, "machi.. inniki yenna testu? " returning to the room for taking the buckets and mugs from under the cot, dragging it all the way to the bathrooms,jus to see that every door has a towel upon it.. its a gesture to say that its occupied.. worse is the feeling that you have, when you see an empty bathroom which has a bucket upon which you have the towel soap and everything, except for the fact, it remains untouched. not many would dare to keep those stuff out and get into the bathroom coz u would be disturbed by the biggest thump and loud bangings on the door you wouldve ever heard in your lifetime ( courtesy, the guy who has them or owns them has so called reserved the bathroom )..
after all these things and dressing up with the same uniform you wore yesterday,( it was too much to wear a new uniform everyday.. in an all-boys-school who cares?!!).. and now its been so late for your morning test and while rushing to the class, there awaits a whole class preparing with their each and every students' unique technique of copying.. after the ordeal, is the wonderful sumptuous breakfast spread out in front( of course it was a sarcasm..)..
returning to the classes which probably boasts of wonderful staff, some of them even not knowing what they are teaching about.. i loved the first day when we had an attender coming into the class, explaining about the school class and all in pure Tamil.. and finally while leaving to all our amazement he said he was the english staff for our class ..( a few know that he was dismissed and chucked out later when he was drunk and while going on regular night rounds he shouted at some students inside the bathroom thinking that was shouting the students in the lobby)..
the day ends with the evening tests and some real quality time with your friends in hostel..the alarm of plates falling down, would indicate that its time for your lunch and unless its mushrooms on saturdays, you wont see the crowd rush towards the canteen.. returning back from dinner keeps you in some, one hour of study time, where the people sit in their chairs and pads to daydream of something peacefully..and often they are signaled by a studious guy who sits outside the room facing the open space within the hostel, updating the current status of the wardens and the floors they are in.. this followed by the rush for milk at night indicates that its time for bed.. the moonlit open space within the hostel is a place for discussing all those that had happened in the study-hour and bidding good night..
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