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Today @ 19-09-2022

 Today can be described like a day a little unique and a little different from my all others day we have had.

I guess that's the perfect description to the days we all have.


A little Different and a little unique in its own way.


We have had a plan of visiting the Mental Hospital of our city and get that exposure. It sounded really exciting as we we have had days where we got no exposure for postings at all.  The Hospital to be visited was a little ahead of our college and also, I had a little task that could have been completed only after reaching the college,so I planned to get to the  college first, complete the task at hand and then get to the mental hospital.

Also, I had to pick up a friend to take him to the Mental Hospital as well and that proved a great help to him,that he got the lift and to me,that I got someone who would be dictating the path to be followed in order to reach there. A win-win situation, right?

For the initial 20 minutes of our arrival there, we, the batch of 15 students or so kept wandering around, looking for the concerned teacher and after that, a room where we can sit peacefully and study. There was no designated hall. It was a hospital, remember?

After a long,long time, I was satisfied with the content we are taught with. It feels really satisfying when you realize you have understood the content taught and at times,it was equally frustrating to know that you have understood nothing and all the time put in had gone inside the trash.


After the session, we had to comeback to our  college as we had a class at 12 (don't worry,that got cancelled!) but that didn't leave me free. I had another task at hand. To make a list of all the students who paid or did not pay for the logbooks we were expected to get , hand them over to the concerned faculty and inquire further on how to  collect the logbooks.

Task done.

I walked fast to reach the girls mess for my lunch. My friends were already sitting there and I wasn't late enough.I joined them and we had a good chattery lunch time. I was more on the listening part of the team though.I didn't  feel great at talking, it might seem logic-less but that's what happens to me.

That's when I found the head-ache setting in. I was sitting on the table with my head down. The time was running and we had to be at class at 2. I stood up to leave. I left for class before my friends did and grabbed a seat and sat there, deciding where or not to attend the class.

I have not read the prequel of the topic that was taught.Today, the conclusion of the topic was to be taught.

I won't understand a thing. I thought.

Same were the thoughts i was having about the class that was to be held at 4 pm. 

And with this growing headache, I felt worst.

But I had no other option than to sit as I couldn't afford to miss the class that was going to be held in the time slot between 3 to 4pm (and I must say, that proved to be worthy). Yet, I had no courage left to attend the last one.

Finishing the last ask at hand (that was majorly done by my colleague) I came back home and slept.

I was woken up by my Mother, with a cup of tea and my cat sitting beside me . Isn't that so peaceful?

I finally woke up,with a little head ache still there. After having my tea and a few chats with my friends about work and not-so-work, me and my mom went  for a walk and we had Pani-Poori.Another thing I feel fulfilled by the day.

Okay-Okay.

Enough of timepass and fun in the day.

It's time that I start to study and get back on my track. Plan for tomorrow And make it all Happen


Thanks for being here Till The End.


11:29 pm

19-09-2022

ANU.

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