I am sure all students ( past and present that includes teachers) will agree with me that some subjects not lectures are inherently boring. Theres not much of undrstanding involved. Its just a matter of cramming. So if a studnets attention wavers or if even totally disorients it is not their fault .. but theres always the moral issue -- What if their distraction or being lost into oblivion ( or for that matter the world of Cindy Crawford or Brad Pitt) is mistaken for a downright insult to the teachers??? Note here all students respect or atleast definitely pretend to respect their teachers. That is an inbuilt programme.,... Thanks to our culture. So nos tudnet wants the teacher to be insulted by their uncontrollable lack of interest, I stress again in the "Subject". Thats when HYPOCRISY takes birth.

The intention of this hypocrisy is good and that according to the Bhagwad Gita, clears us studnets of any guilty conscience!!! It is purely to make the teacher believe what he or she badly wants to believe... that the students are interested and are paying attention. Its often taken for granted that the intellect is basically a quality of students in professional colleges but its surprising how this intellect though subjective is made use of equally expertly by students of all ages and all colleges. Its a proof of intelligence and its preferrential use for defence and survival..No wonder very little is left for educational purpose!!! once cant help but wonder that when students are so clever as to superbly save their skins in class... Y dont they do well in Exams...  guess thats where the will comes in. Willingness is one thing that cant be manipulated... Sometimes not even by the self.. Its subject to uncontrollable variations probably inherent.

Coming back to the subject Hypocrisy... Firstly i'd like to apologise to all the students since this article is definitely going to increase the awareness of the teachers (on boddunan if any) (.. but theres a loophole..only of the preexistant tactics .... m relying on the infinite creativity of the students with their willingness to come up with new ideas unimaginable atleast until another student decides to write about them in the future.

To begin with .. there are times the students know they have to be found taking down notes or its a death wish .... so out come all the pens ... but little do the teachers know that what is being written is often a letter... A love letter if the climate is suitable!!! or a sketch of the nearest person visible or of the teacher if the studnet is specially daring... Sometimes the adjacent students share their boredom by passing notes which may or may not be relevant to the topic...(often about whats the latest news or who is acting over smart off late).Then there are often the trustworthy scribblers .... U dont need to be artistic!!! and ofcourse the time tried games of Hangman and X-O-X !!!! A;ll thes activities are accompanied by an essential periodic nod of the head towards the teacher to denote interest or even occasional participation in the discusiion as though they had been listening all through out.

Sometimes the actions of the students force teachers to question their own sanity.. what would you think if you saw a paper ball come flying pass the benches, right up to the front.. the direction from which it came being the empty benches or the students with the most innocent interested faces you have ever come across??? You would definitely wonder if stress is telling on your imagination... the possibility that the studnets would do anything like that is incredulous to the teachers , so they do the only other thing possible.. they start doubting their own eye sight!!!!!!

There are some who want to be in the safer side and they continuosly stare at the teacher and you wont find their heads moving in the slightest....ts not becasue they are deeply engrossed, Believe me.. if you could only peep into their heads... you would know that they are probably out on the perfect date with the guy/girl of their dreams irrespective of whether they have found him or her yet!!! i wouldnt be surprised if they are in a gondola in the canals of Venice  with no clue what the teacher they are looking so intently at is talking about.

Then come the lazy ones.... too lazy to do anything.. they sleep but smartly.. some keep their huge bags in a strategic position that it conceals the person, Thus the teacher can never be too sure with the cursory glance and by the time she takes a proper look the friendly neighbouring students wake the apparent one as inconspiciously as possible (Its not pure selflessness ... Its because they expect reciprocation when they are asleep). Some are into dramatics and making use of the excessive student population and strain on the teachers eyes .. they sit in the corner (the perfectly dark ones) and sleep upright with their glasses on their closed eyes!!! Glorious are the ones who have practised the art of sleeping with their eyes wide open!!!! Our evolution!!!!

In todays mobile world ... Silent conversations are the "IN" thing... Its not necessarily a message.. more like a missed call ... understood as "Hello..are ypu as bored as i am??" and if the missed call is returned it is interpreted as "Yup!!! So what else is new??" and so on....

Thus is the Status Quo in almost every class in every institution at some time or the other. We are after all human.. But these occurences are Very RARE.. Most of this time WE ARE ALWAYS PAYING ATTENTION RIGHT??? ;-)

What according to you is the one gadget that todays youngsters just cant do without..that has to be there..wherever they are, whatever they do??? An i-pod..the current rage among youth?? umm... comes close. A laptop may be?? A DVD player??? Not quite... or is it the Mobile phone???

Nine out of ten will give the last option an emphatic YES!!! Indeed, the mobile phone has well and truly become an indispensable possession, especially for college goers ... So much so, that one may step outta the house without tying the shoe laces but not without carrying the mobile phone. And i wont be lying if i say that there are a few who amy even forget pulling up their trouser zips but not putting their mobiles in...

An interesting anecdote set me thinking on this topic... It was New years eve and I was on my way back home from Bangalore... In the bus, i was joined by a hilarious group of forty odd engineering students hailing from Chandigrah .. the mood was upbeat as all of them were singing and making mery in anticipation of the clock joining its hands to welcome 2006 .. the excitement and exuberance were palpable and it toook very little time for the other passangers to get invloved in the fun and frolic...

But the soaring decibel levels came to a screeching halt when we had discovered that something had gone missing. t turned out that one of the college girls couldnt find her 'MOST' precious belonging -- her cellphone!! As news spread pandemonium set in. A frantic search ensued.. All passengers were thoroughly checked but the exercise proved futile ... Scenes of utter chaos, confusion and commotion had to be seen to be belived!! Then it struck someone that it might be left behind at the road eatery where the bus had stopped about 20 mins earlier. the hapless driver had no option but to bow down to the vehment dmeands of the students.

The bus made its way back to the eatery. The moment it halted..the studnets burst out like the battalion of soldiers heading for a mission. After interrogating each and every soul present at the place, the group returned without tasting success . Dissappointment loomed large on their faces . the atmosphere... which not too long ago was abuzz with zealous chanting and cheering ... now wore a funeral look. Consoling words flowed for the GRIEF STRICKEN girl over the loss of her beloved cellphone. We were left wondering.. Is this punny object goin to gatecrash our celebrations for the night??? Are these gung-ho youngsters destined to kick start the New Year on suchha sad note?? ur thought process received a jolt when all of a sudden, like a bolt our of the blue someone yelled aloud and announced its recovery... Apparently, it was switched off and lying snugly amidst clothes in its owners very own baggage.

In a dramatic transition, the stony silence prevailing just moments ago was replaced by deafening roars and hurrahs and the celebrations resumed with renewed vigour How apt is the saying--Alls well that ends well!!!

For me though, one fact became clear ... that the mobile phone is not just another ordinary gadget. It has  this uncanny ability to weave its way into its owners heart creating for itself a larger then life status. And why not?? It does bring your dear ones much near when ur away from them.. Apart from that, some find it extremely usefull to ward off unwanted visitors anytime anywhere by just pretending to be engrossed over the cellphone. Few innovative and law flouting individuals feel that the best way to spice up a boring lecture is by playing a catchy ringtone at an opportune moment. For others who find it hard to keep themselves from dozing off during class hours , the cell phone has myriad things to offer. From addictive games, to witty messages , from latest news and sports updates to hot and crispy movie gossip .. you name it and ul get it!!!

But still, for how long can you stick with the same handset??? with newer, more tempting chic-looking brands flooding the market, over hyped cricketers and cine stars screaming out what facilities their new package provides it becomes impossible to resist the lure... In addition there is this over powering desire to go one up in the company of peers. So even before the next sunrise, out goes the old and in comes the new!!! Your once beloved possesion gets shorn off all the attention it had got used to.. thus it wont be wrong if i say that nowadays handsets are getting replaced just as frequently as footwear!!!

Needless to say, manufacturers of this wonder gadget are making brisk business the world over. The 'Mobile plague' has already gripped the young and old , the rich and poor alike ... With plummetting prices... It surely doesnt show signs of dying out anytime soon!!!

Just cant get rid of the thought of being ragged for the first time. Was it the worst day ever?? Think again ... your very first day of ragging a junior could turn out to be worst than that.

When you enter the second year you wish to carry forth the tradition of ragging. You have long cherished a dream of being shortlisted as one of the best raggers of the college.

On the first day.... your eager eyes scan the crowds for sight of a junior just as a vulture looks out for a carcass in a long stretch of the desert. You pass across a sign board saying - ''Do your studies..Dont rag" You laugh it off. You surely do not want to begin your first day with such an ominous note.

One of the greatest challenge in the business is fishing out a junior from a sea of "all new" faces. Half of them look 7 times as old as you. A smart beginner always gears up by asking "1st year?? Come here!! "

"What??" asks the lad in a cool manner as he rises form his seat .. The guy turns out to be heftier than you imagined.. He comes and stands before you with his hands in the pocket. while you wondr if you made the right choice while you fumble for words.

"Is this the way you stand before seniors?" you stammer. The poor fellow shrugs helplessly not knowing how to alter his poise, which he acquired long since childhood. His hands suddenly land on your shoulder and he says "Hows second year yaar??" you are in a fix... you vaguely mumble a few words conveying how a junior should always stand with his hands crossed behind his back.

Suddenly you have a flash of ideas, your volume amplifies and your gestures become more confident "Introduce yourself" .. The junior goes blah...blah..blah... happy to be asked this question. You start developing interest in what he is saying but you check yourself each time reminding yourself of your aim in calling him.

After wrecking your brains you finally manage to come up with another question ..."sing a song for me" ( You are in no mood to a song but you have to continue with the ragging as your "izzat" as a senior is now at stake)

"No!! Why should I??" Comes the reply. You are aghast!! "Is this how you speak to your seniors?? stand straight, dont show your teeth" is all that you can muster. Trying to take charge of the entire situation you try screaming at the young one. Very soon you realise how poor you are at it. You miserability brings a grin at his face. "Dont show me your teeth...Now sing"... you say with a stern voice.

"How can i sing when i am not allowed to show my teeth??" That oversmart moron is turning the tables on you. You are nervous but there is little you can do. Your brain ceases to developany innovative remarks.God!!! This is getting worst then the worst viva in anatomy. You curse your instincts of having called the junior.

In the midst of all this you are caught ragging by your seniors,as if things werent bad enough( consider yourself lucky if spotted by a teacher who will at the most lecture you on how you should treat your juniors)

What could be worst then being ragged along with junior??

You try to mask your tears. At the same time you try to pretend that he is your long lost friend. Your senior seems to take no notice of this effort. Terror grips you as his question downs on you " Is this the way you are supposed to stand befor your senior?? Have you wished me as yet??" In times of crisis you tend to hear your innervoice in this case. Practice what you preach. the image of a stern senior which you had been trying to build up vanishes into the thin air. you cannot comprehend the sudden display of affection by the senior towards the junior. this goes to show whether you hit a stone on the apple or apple on the stone.. what suffers is the apple.

You seem to go through the same ordeal as you wanted your junior to go through.. By and by the truth gradually dawns on that ragging is not everyone's cup of tea!!!!