A Not-so-Wasteful Afternoon

     So, today we friends decided to meet in college for a 'study session' and that we might as well bring something to  eat while we 'study'. Thankfully it was not raining today as it has been pouring since the last two days but i still decided to carry my umbrella lest the rain gods/goddess starts crying again. I really feel that actually. Whenever they are angry on what we are doing they cry and that is the rain that we get in torrents which is unlike the usual ones. Since Mumbai has had a muddy, filthy, rainy three days it was very relieving to finally see some sun.

     So I made my way to the station and taking the trains i reached college. I met my friend and then we went to the classroom and she switched on her laptop and made me jealous and i did not have one and won't be having one at least for another year. We starting working (actually she started working) on the corel project that we had been given while i went to the library to get a new book since i did not find Jane Austen's Mansfield Park, interesting enough to read it more than 5 pages. I walked the whole length of the library and went to the fiction section to find some nice book to read.

     Again my mind started boggling looking at the numerous volumes of books that were there to search from. I took my time to search the shelves as I came across familiar ones like Animal Farm and Jude the Obscure. There were many that i had not read but i was not really in the mood for reading classics so I picked up some random books. Then as if by gravity (or maybe the fact that it was a shiny new book while the rest looked like they had been stuffed in an attic for years) my eyes wandered to a big book and my hands reached out to pick it from the horde of books.

     I read the title The Museum Of Innocence by Orhan Pamuck. Not a familiar name. I flipped the heavy book to read the back page and till I was at the end i was so engrossed that i thought that it's about time i started reading books that are not 'World Famous' because good books can be anywhere. I registered the book and took it to read at home.

     As one would very much suspect i went back to the class and did nothing of studying that we had planned. So in order that i don't feel stupid for travelling so long and doing nothing i thought i'd write a story and i asked my friend for her laptop, since she wasn't using it, and i typed out a few pages of my story. Then when she was done with her work we were taking pictures of each other from her cam and making all sorts of faces. Some of the pics didn't come nice and i decided that i'd let Photoshop do it's magic!

     After having our 'study' day we left for home but very happy that we had fun. I was actually more excited to read my new book! By the time i reached home i was having a headache because i realized my lenses had expired and i was still wearing them. I have to buy a new one this Sunday. My friend messaged me that he was really bored at the trip that my college department had gone for and i called him up to make him feel better because i was not there to chat with him.

     Then after all that i decided to read the book and i have to say 30 pages into the book i am still thirsting for more! I will be posting more on how the book goes and what i feel about it.

     For now this is me Vishaka signing off!

A Little Bit of Child-ruin?

     So, today I went to college as usual and we had some presentations in the subject Effective Communication Skills and seriously only one was good, the rest was all boring. One girl was even reading out things from her presentation papers! Also, her slides were full of text and we got bored of reading so many of them that i took out my cell phone and started texting my friend about what we had to do in the evening and believe it or not one of the presentations was on Cell Phones and she mentioned about using it during lectures. So, i started laughing.
     During break we were all taking pictures of each other and having a jolly time. There is this one guy in class who is really irritating and i try to avoid him as much as i can coz he keeps sticking to me wherever i go. In fact he's even in a team with me in a fest so i can't get rid of him even if i want to.
     Then after the day got over the whole class was in a really excited mood because on Monday most of them are going to Kerala. I'm not since I had some issues at home. I was hugging my friends and giving them all wishes for the trip and saying "I'll miss you". In fact by the end of it i felt that i should have asked my mom to try to send me. It's okay. Next year i'll go.
     On my way back i was in the train and an empty one since it was Saturday and there weren't much people trying to juggle the space in the compartment. There was a girl sitting opposite me (rather should i say woman? she was in her early twenties). She was talking to someone that she wanted to shoot at their location for a coming event. I wanted to ask her what did she work as but then asking random people on the train what they work as just because you eavesdropped on them doesn't sound appropriate.
     As i sat doing nothing in the train because i was just too tired to do anything as a matter of fact, i heard a sound in the train. A kind of beating of the drums. I turn around and find this woman with a baby attached to her and another 3 or probably 4 year old child. She started playing the instrument and the kid came to us and did some tricks with a ring. When he saw that he was not going to get any money from us he went to his mother. I myself wanted to give him but my conscience said that it won't go to him, it will go to his mother. The kid is just a puppet to get money.
     I thought i'd get up and tell the mother that she's doing wrong by making the kid work like that and that if i tell on her then she could face charges of Child Labour. But when i thought completely of my plan the next station came and she got off there.
     I wonder how many kids there are in India who are made to work by their parents? They get no education, no proper food, no life in fact. I remember a few days ago i'd seen a girl around 5 years, carrying 2 huge pots of water. I felt sad and i asked her if i could help her carry it? She shyly said that she'd do it herself. There again comes child labour where she was made to carry such heavy water pots.
     It's really sad to see these things and that the government isn't doing anything to change it. i wish our government took some more initiative towards getting more children on track and to educate them so that tomorrow the youth that will make the country will make the country proud.