BUNKIN' BUMPKINS

Bunking classes.... To some students, its the strangest thing... something like an UFO.. What the hell does that mean??? I was one among them... Known for my cent percent attendance throughout my life in school & colleges....Let me tell you more about it...

So bunking classes in my school was a taboo... A big No - No.....I mean it could never happen....We were unknown of this word called "BUNK"....Finished my schooling and was pondering whether I should do my 11th & 12th or P.U.C.... My first option, obviously was +2.... But luck was elsewhere and I got the first taste of college life....

College, the coolest place to hang out... Fun, excitement, masti, dhamaal... UNLIMITED....

Its cool in college to bunk classes.. BUNK, becomes a very hip word and in the literal sense its HAPPENING.....Happening everywhere in the campus... A new buzz word with the new kids on the block...

Me, as I told you earlier, known for my cent percent attendance.. I used to get awards for that... Ok, a little extra bragging about my self, but its a done thing...Once in a while, chalta hai types....

Now I have never bunked a class in college too... My best friend and I were discussing this once..... I was telling her that I have never bunked a class and I want to see what bunking a class felt like actaully.....I had heard lots about this new fad in college and wanted to experience it myself....Here goes my mind blowing experience......

Saturdays, in my first year, we used to have only Hindi classes... Unlike school wherein my first language was by default English, here it was Hindi.... Two sections combined together would have Hindi classes... Sanskrit & Kannada were in demand obviously.....

So, one particular saturday , after a lot of internal debating, I decided I would bunk a Hindi class.. Yes, that is right.. ONE HINDI CLASS OF AN HOUR..... Now, for me that itself needing so much of debating....I told this great news to my best friend.... She looked at me, like I had lost my marbles... BUNKING and Me...Chanceless.. She gave me that i - know-you - too - well- to- bunk - a - class look... I told her we would... She was more than happy... We went to the canteen at 10:30 a:m to have breafast and decided we wouldn;t attend the 11:00 a:m to 12:oo noon class...

So we went and sat in the canteen... Man, I was jumping with my joy... Obviously, my first ever BUNK... I was in seventh heaven....It was 11:oo a:m and I saw guys tricking away to class.... I was happy.. My heart was beating away like it was on its last trip or something....After ten minutes had passed, I saw a couple of girls from my class come into the canteen... I was baffled... Why were they out of class too??? Curiosity to the core...Even these girls... Nothing new...

I walked upto them and asked if there was no class... Guess what I got to know...

My HINDI Prof has bunked college himself that day.. He was on leave...The VERY SAME DAY I HAD VENTURED OUT ON MY FIRST BUNK EVER.....WHY, WHY , WHY,,, WHY had he chosen the same day...I was utterly disappointed....To the core I must say... It meant so much to me to bunk a class, but guess it was never meant to happen.....

I knew I would never even try bunking after such a disastrous maiden venture......

What a way to BUNK a class???? Way to go gurl.....

P.S: I was never meant to bunk a class.....