The start of my second semester in Delhi University brought me face-to-face with a kind of joy I’d never known.
Picture this:
On a chilly college day, you wake up to your phone alarm ringing at an interval of every five minutes in the past half an hour, and while you do that, you feel the need to drag down the notification bar from the top of your phone’s homescreen and open Whatsapp to read this(while still rubbing your eyes) –
No -8.40- class- today.
You rub your eyes harder, and realize you aren’t just dreaming.
That moment of limitless joy, and that sudden smile on your face and a blast of love for the CR for posting the holy news on your class WhatsApp group: that, my friend, is ecstasy as every DUite would know!
Nothing beats the satisfaction of an extra hour of sleep on a cold, cold Delhi winter morning. If you wake up a DUstudent early morning and ask him for the one thing he needs in life, it’ll be sleep. Ask any Delhi youngster and he’ll tell you that sleep is the only thing they miss in their otherwise very busy and happening life.
But our college timetables beg to differ. There are classes beginning at 8.30 or 9.30 for most of us, which means having to get up atleast a couple of hours before class time.
How, in the name of heaven, are we expected to turn up on time for classes that begin at the time of the morning when we are in the deepest phase of our sleep? (yes, our body clocks have gone haywire, but hey, we are the internet generation!).
To add to our wintery woes, the fact that school children enjoy an extended winter break and snore away insultingly in their blankets while we mentally prepare ourselves to take a bath is a bit of a , well, cold comfort. To think of it, till as recently as last year, we were enjoying the elongated vacation too, and now we’re suddenly being thought of as winter-immune creatures who can brave even DillikiSardi to reach our temples of education. And most of us, in fact, do. Crying, cribbing, shivering, teeth chattering and still half-asleep, we do manage to reach college to attend that first lecture (of course, it isn’t cancelled everyday!).
…which is also the biggest paradox. While we may complain and fuss about the icy wind and early morning classes, somewhere deep down, we know we love attending them. We love the self-gratifying feeling when we turn up on time for the day’s first lecture (if we ever do, that is), also the steaming hot cuppa that warms our hands and our spirits, the fog that makes the landscape hazy and the tiny drops that condense on the car’s glass windows – we loveall of that.
Just as the pullover we wear takes some time before it actually begins to feel warm, winter mornings in Delhi University threaten us initially and then settle in on us, very warmly indeed.
However, that takes nothing away from the fact that waking up and stepping out in the biting winter cold is a pain that remains. Why can’t teachers and students mutually agree to form a time table that suits them and us equally? Also, since all of our colleges have splendid green lawns that receive plenty of sunshine, how about shifting the classroom a bit closer to the environment?
After all, staying at home in a blanket is also a very important winter experience none of us should miss. 😉