Driving Woes
January 27, 2007
Getting up early in the morning for college is such a pain. I tend to put my alarm clock on “Snooze” and bury my head under the pillow. Its no surprise than that I am usually about 10 minutes late for my first class. Sneaking into the lecture hall through the back door, I have been exceedingly lucky that 7 times out of 10 the professor is PowerPointing his/her way through a presentation half-turned towards the screen. One of these days I’m expecting to be royally embarassed by a more vigilant and less forgiving lecturer. Which is why I have decided to put right my really messed-up sleep cycle during the two days we have been given off from college for the 9th and 10th of Muharram (Ashura).
This morning I left home at about the same time the class would have begun, cursing myself for staying up late to watch a movie which I had already seen twice before. To make matters worse, the blasted car wouldn’t start, which it eventually did about five minutes and fifty expletives later. So I am driving to college and thinking about this dream I had about how I crashed my car which is probably a subconcious manifestation of this article I read yesterday about how a study conducted shows that Aries are reckless drivers. Now I am driving along thinking about how its all a shitload of half-baked theories and I almost crashed into the car infront of me!! Talk about being subtly put in your place by the Big Guy up there!
College today was a real bore. Clinical postings will begin on Wednesday so aside from the usual classes, we spent the hour we got off in between watching a group of guys playing cricket behind the college building. This on the suggestion of a friend, who wanted to see the guy she has a crush on for the past two months, bat. Come Wednesday, hopefully we will have more interesting things to occupy our time.
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suburbanlife | January 28, 2007 at 1:04 am
I concur with you… on the horoscope business, I ‘m a Libra on Prozac… so much for being born under the sign of the Balance.
“Rumpole” has a Hindu friend whose family lives in Delhi who persuaded us to be visited by a priest from the local Krishna Temple. I had to hide the painting of a NakedCouple lounging in front of a TV set with books strewn around them. Tossed a sheet over the painting, and the priest probably thought that was some wierd local suburban decoration. Boy was I on my best “Stepford Wife” behaviour! And what a total relief after he left! A week later, he came back and gave us computer generated horoscopes, and told us what difficulties had been besetting us and how we could mitigate these. The difficulties i could have bent my ear about for hours, but the prescriptions were fascinating. good thing i stilll have the printout of this, somewhere. I feel his horoscope was malarkey too. Interesting lore tho!
I’m enjoying reading what your “weather” is like in Karachi!
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suburbanlife | February 3, 2007 at 1:21 am
I love this post – reminds me so much of life at the U almost 40 years ago. What year of Med school are you? And how long is your programme there in Karachi? R and iI are friends with a retired doctor, here. He writes the most wonderful articles for or local newspaper every two weeks. If you send a message to my e-mail I can send you some of his articles by e-mail so you might see what stuff besets our medical system here. Looking forward to your next post:-)
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idiopathicidiocy | February 6, 2007 at 3:29 pm
Uh-oh…I only just noticed that your first comment had made it to spam.I immediately unspammed it.No way should something as hilarious as The Tale of the NakedCouple be kept under wraps.Hmmm….maybe it was the curse of the priest. Makes you wonder……