At last…. At long last, I was in the lap of my favourite armless chair in the last row of Sociology lecture-hall of my beloved Kalidas
College. While in the chair, I wondered if it was really worth my earlier struggle against the clock -- jumping out of bed, racing the tooth-brush over teeth, gulping tea between the razor’s sharp
sweeps, splashing water all over the body in the bathroom, packing the body into merely dusted clothes, etc. –- to attend yet another lecture, on yet another curricular topic, from yet another
Constantly reminding me of barely suppressed yawns, knuckle-cracklings and repeated glances at Banda’s wrist watch in Baldy’s
earlier lecture, wiser counsels in the recesses of my mind had advised me not to attend this, his concluding second lecture on ‘ Some Aspects of Agrarian Social Stratification and Transformation’.
But Bardhan, my room partner, worshipped Baldy for his knowledge, lecturing style and language; even a faint sign of my reluctance to attend would have surely induced my caring room partner to
lecture me on virtuousness, ethics and morality. Preferring to rather go through the lesser evil of hearing a lecture on Sociology than one on burdensome Philosophy, I had opted to go through the
excruciating struggle against the clock.
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