Memoirs Of Classroom no.6


Its too small for a normal classroom. On the third floor of the Arts section at Sophia college, walking straight towards the far end and then taking a left, just before the staircase with its old fashioned glass doors, stands classroom no.6.
This classroom sure does have its own history. It was a bathroom before the Rajmahal could be turned into a college. It may not be splendid, no more grand or any hint of it left but it holds within itself many many more wonderful memories. Of having continuous English lectures(all 6 papers) or tutorials, or when free, a nice place to laze around or use your mobile phone,and lastly being hidden away from the bustling crowd of students in the corridors, it holds much more than all this.It doesnt have much;a blackboard, benches to accomodate 24 English literature students, a pin board which has the picture of the weird sisters from Macbeth, a picture of a painting, of all the nine muses,a poem written by our very own Bushra Azmi and many other little things.
Its surprising that such a little class can offer so much. Well, it wasnt the place where we had classes, but it was our own.
The year 2006 has been a very memorable year for me. I think i have enjoyed and made wonderful friends this year. Also got to know a lot about other people.I hate to think its all over. The idea of not going back to class has not yet sunk in. College is almost over. For many its a relief but for me college, life at Sophia was an interesting phase in my place.In this class i met so many people from almost every other state of India, many who were always here but didnt know or see me or me them. I'm glad we are all friends today.
Time doesnt stay. But memories do stay with us. Everyone in class are so different from each other. Neerja, Ketki, Nicole, Preetika(pretty in pink), Bushra(our class poet),Natasha , Trupti( imitating every prof to perfection), Rinkini(not without my cellphone), Ayesha(almost missable, so quite), Rohini&Neelam(pretty ladies), Wilma(visiting student), Shahana our very on film actress, Samreen(purdanasheen), Aditi(always in my faithful denim skirt), Surabhi& Mahima, Chinmay(C.A-Cartoon Artist), Sanaa& Fariha(the head & the tail!), Pallavi(the philosopher),Cyprecia(wud die to hv her height!), Sarita-Kerela beauty( always jpying!) and then lastly "me", ahem..er..the least said the better! lolz.
How I wish we could go over all of it again. What i'll miss most are those lil shrugs, frowns, silly jokes we shared. Those notes & references we all struggled to get. The innumerable xeroxed sheets, the shared dabbas....all of it! Life is never going to be the same again.
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