Today, as I was going through my journal cum diary, and i came to think of a funny ritual we had while I was doing my MBA. There was a faculty member of ours who insisted on making us better people, by teaching us how to manage our time and utilize it efficiently and effectively. And the method he found out was to make us keep a daily diary and submit it to him on every Monday.
Before starting this ridiculous practice we students had a discussion about this. Many of my classmates decided that there is no use in boycotting the order since he was a very important member of our examination board and we didn't want to lose internal marks. So they decided to bluff all the way through the four semesters and be saved from any sort of humiliation, because the teacher was very good in doing just that. But as a truthful student I was sure that I will be writing the truth. So that day, at night, before I went to sleep, I took a fresh notebook to start diary writing.
I had to start with something like the time I woke up that day. I was and is still am a late sleeper and late riser. My bus was at 7:30 and I used to wake up by 6:45. I would just get ready and go. But how could i write such an irresponsible action in my diary? So I decided to lie for the first and last time. I wrote, 5:00 am - Woke up. Again a new problem came alive. If I woke up at 5:00 then what did I do till 7:00(thats when i start to get ready.)? So I had to invent some thing that could be done during that 2 hour period, which will seem to be a very systematic and fruitful utilization of my time. My creativity started working. I filled in the space with unthinkable actions like reading news paper, studying etc. So again I had to write down lies.
Then it was easy to write the next part, 7:30 to 8:30 in bus. 8:30 to 9:00 reading room, 9:00 to 11:00 first period, 11:00 to 1:00 second period, 1:00 to 2:00 lunch break and leisure, 2:00 to 4:00 third and last period, 4:00 to 5:20 reading room, 5:45 to 6:30 in bus. And then came the next session of creativity. The next day again I wrote the same lies, and it continued day after day after day. Thus I too became like others, filling my diary with lies and more lies.
In between I tried to be more truthful and every time a got a hilarious comment written on my diary margin by my teacher. Its obvious that our teacher knew all of us were lying. But he enjoyed making us do something so stupid. Luckily the practice ceased somewhere in our second semester itself due to lack of cooperation from students. But I have kept that diary safely hidden among my journals. And whenever I go through the entries, I think, if only I could really practice what I had written down there, I would have been a university rank holder and a much more disciplined person.
Everything our teacher told us was write, about not wasting time, managing time and utilizing time etc etc, except for the one thing that we had to submit the diary on every Monday for him to read and I am sure he used to pity us for lying and not practicing what we wrote.
Before starting this ridiculous practice we students had a discussion about this. Many of my classmates decided that there is no use in boycotting the order since he was a very important member of our examination board and we didn't want to lose internal marks. So they decided to bluff all the way through the four semesters and be saved from any sort of humiliation, because the teacher was very good in doing just that. But as a truthful student I was sure that I will be writing the truth. So that day, at night, before I went to sleep, I took a fresh notebook to start diary writing.
I had to start with something like the time I woke up that day. I was and is still am a late sleeper and late riser. My bus was at 7:30 and I used to wake up by 6:45. I would just get ready and go. But how could i write such an irresponsible action in my diary? So I decided to lie for the first and last time. I wrote, 5:00 am - Woke up. Again a new problem came alive. If I woke up at 5:00 then what did I do till 7:00(thats when i start to get ready.)? So I had to invent some thing that could be done during that 2 hour period, which will seem to be a very systematic and fruitful utilization of my time. My creativity started working. I filled in the space with unthinkable actions like reading news paper, studying etc. So again I had to write down lies.
Then it was easy to write the next part, 7:30 to 8:30 in bus. 8:30 to 9:00 reading room, 9:00 to 11:00 first period, 11:00 to 1:00 second period, 1:00 to 2:00 lunch break and leisure, 2:00 to 4:00 third and last period, 4:00 to 5:20 reading room, 5:45 to 6:30 in bus. And then came the next session of creativity. The next day again I wrote the same lies, and it continued day after day after day. Thus I too became like others, filling my diary with lies and more lies.
In between I tried to be more truthful and every time a got a hilarious comment written on my diary margin by my teacher. Its obvious that our teacher knew all of us were lying. But he enjoyed making us do something so stupid. Luckily the practice ceased somewhere in our second semester itself due to lack of cooperation from students. But I have kept that diary safely hidden among my journals. And whenever I go through the entries, I think, if only I could really practice what I had written down there, I would have been a university rank holder and a much more disciplined person.
Everything our teacher told us was write, about not wasting time, managing time and utilizing time etc etc, except for the one thing that we had to submit the diary on every Monday for him to read and I am sure he used to pity us for lying and not practicing what we wrote.
