Thursday, August 23, 2007

saturdays...

During the final year of my UG course, i looked forward to saturdays. Though i don't exactly know the reason why. Perhaps, we had few classes that day, and no labs(final year students have labs everyday, if not two each day).

As usual, wake up at 5:45 in the morning, meditate for a short span of time, read something till 7:15, run into and out of the bathroom, present myself for breakfast at 7:45, eat a small amount or lick the plate clean(if i'm in the mood), and walk to the bus-stop near Banappa Park. Time flew.

At college, classes passed very quickly(either they were interesting or i slept through the entire period). And we were free by 11 or 12. We usually cancelled the last class.

Then, came the fun part.

Our lunch boxes would be polished clean(i mean really clean). Saturdays at home would mean uppittu for breakfast. That's when i started eating it, without a grimace. Anyways my friends were there to finish the food(with pickle of course).

After our ritual of lunching, we would sit in the classroom and yap. Records, assignments would be brought out, and spread on our desks. Untill we were shooed by the maids who wanted to lock those classrooms. We've had some rifts with them.

Gruumbling in audible tones, we would march to the erstwhile BBC(basketball court). Again the same git-mit. A group of three girls, two of whom are highly reputed for talking non-stop.

Those times were lovely. Maybe, it was required, the lazy demeanour, that we carried. We discussed about everything under the sun, right from petty cribble against lecturers, to the pleasures of motherhood. That's when we realised the essence and flavours of friendship. Suddenly, to be somebody's friend was nice.

At times, we would walk along this particular road that runs from my college. To drink fruit juice, eat chaat. We, then strolled towards the Jawaharlal Nehru Planetarium. Seminars were held once a week, for which we had enrolled ourselves.

After the seminar, we often visited Chalukya. We hung around the cash counter, till we found seats for ourselves. Masale dose, idli, vada, sambar, tea, were the usual stuff that we ordered for. It would be anywhere between 5 to 7 in the evening. We departed with loud shouts across the junction, with stares coming our way.

I would reach home with a full stomach. Sometimes, we decided against Chalukya, due to lack of energy or resources.

On reaching home, and when i flopped on my bed, requesting mother to make a dish in the process. Mother always said this, 'I thought you would have finished eating at Chalukya. Thus, i have not prepared anything for you.'

As and when i reached midweek, i wished for saturdays. For all the good times we had. I enjoyed those advices that we gave out to each other, the support that we gathered from the others. These memories will last me for a long time to come.

What fun!!

12 comments:

Priya said...

Those were lovely days...chatting for a long time, frequenting the cafeteria, bunking classes, copying notes...we even used to try and do combine study..never used to do much studying...

Those days will never come back..only memories remain...happy memories...

Bit Hawk said...

Our saturdays were nothing special during college days, as we rarely had classes (so all days were equally fun for us!)

However, I love my high school time saturdays - after returning home exhausted from physical exercises in the morning, I would watch all those weird movies made from FTII Pune (as DD was the only channel and there were no options!)

Suhas said...

yeah ... even i miss those days a lot ... do U remember, once in Chalukya, I had paid yer bill, and U had said U'L return the 500 bucks some other time ... i think its time U returned it !! :-)

mouna said...

priya,
happy memories ya...
well, 3 of us stayed overnight at a friend's place, and boy, did we have fun.

vasuki,
come on FTII movies, do u reallt call them weird? they should be pretty sensible...

suhas,
u dreaming?!!?! wake up, down to earth! i know u can crack jokes better then this one :p

Anonymous said...

i can recall my days at college...chatting for hours...and waiting at the bus stop...hanging around in the campus..its very true..those are the best days in ones life...well..it is for me..it is so much fun when i think about it...yahooo..!!!!

Srik said...

oh! yeah...that saturday evening there was a traffic jam at Chalukya junction...I now get it why ;)

There was one girl who'se cribbles against a teacher was heard till Vidhana Saudha and the assembly got disrupted!!

And now I get it who and why...!

December Stud said...

LOL @ Srik....

Nice write up....Even though I cannot understand getting up at 5:45 and meditatig, I can relate to the rest quite well...not word to word, but close enough.

Bit Hawk said...

@mouna
Believe me, they were weird. Anybody who has seen those movies in the early 90s on saturday afternoons will vouch for it. Those movies would make Luis Bunuel appear very sane!

mouna said...

anon,
yes, yahoo! :)

srik,
u are talking about a particular saturday. what about the rest of them? ;)

whoa! my voice is that powerful, is it? the place of interest has shifted from hudson circle to chalukya junction...

ds,
go on, i'm used to this...

vasuki,
i know u like movies. well, i'm not much of a movie person. i can recognise say peter sellers, and more of new directors. i'm hearing this guy for the first time, thus i'd rather be mum about it.

Srik said...

I dont know about other saturdays, I travelled there only once, and with that horrible of an experience, didnt I learn any lesson? I willfully avoided that junction u knw. ;)

neela said...

saturdays for me during college meant half day in college and the remaining at a theatre..most saturdays

mouna said...

srik,
perhaps, i too have learnt many a lesson, but i'm fond of that area. traffic jams, there were few in number during the last three year, nanna luck anisutte ;)

neela,
we saw movies on hols. otherwise bunked classes and watched them :D