Lost in their own
Sometimes, Day Dreaming Is The Only Sure Shot Way To Find Some Solace
Saanvi Wadhwa, AIS Vasundhara 6, XI B
An anxious glance at my watch told me that it was only 9 am. The day had just begun and I was not being able to pay attention to the class. Pretty usual! As I sat restlessly, constantly tapping my foot and on the verge of tears, my mind started to wander into a different world…
“What if the apocalypse happens right now?”
What if the world just ended right now? What if all teachers turn into zombies? What if Thanos snaps his fingers and everybody turns to dust? Then I wouldn’t have to learn this history chapter anymore, right?
“What if terrorists attacked my school right now?”
… I’ll pick up a gun and shoot them all down, saving all my friends and teachers and then I’ll become the hero of the school! (because PUBG and crime shows are all the training I need for using guns anyway!)
“What if the fan fell down?”
…And ignited a short circuit fire in its wake? No electricity is equal to no lectures, right?
“When is this class session going to end?”
There’s complete 40 minutes until the bell rings, that means 20 minutes twice, which means going through 10 minutes 4 times. And 10 minutes is nothing, right? But why does each and every minute of this session feel like a lifetime?
“Will the teacher notice if I take a nap?”
I can just prop my book up on the desk and hide behind it. Then I can at least take a cat nap and catch up on some precious sleep I lost waking up early for school. *Just then teacher bangs duster on the table* Is it just me or was she actually hinting at my droopy eyes?
“God I hope that the teacher does not ask me to answer a question”
…Because the truth is, I am Iron Man and I haven’t listened to anything that has been said and I’m also pretty sure wrong page is open in my book. Maybe nodding like I understand everything will make the teacher believe it, too.
“I would’ve been a better dictator than Hitler”
*Proceeds to zone out, thinking about giving speeches and eventually conquering the world*
“I can’t wait for the next class”
…Because it is the Games period. I’ll be free and I will run, jump, play, basically do all that Simran was supposed to do when her father asked her to “jee le apni zindagi”.
“I wonder what it must feel like to walk free!”
Look at all those people in the corridor, laughing and living their life to the fullest. I can’t even remember what freedom feels like anymore.
“Tonight I will have my favourite dinner and would sleep tight for hours!”
My mouth is watering just at the thought of having a pizza. I hope my father doesn’t nag me for being a sloth who only eats junk food.
…As I snap out of my reverie, I realised I had been day dreaming for a pretty long time. The class must be nearing its end and with a giddy happiness, I glanced at my watch. But oh, it was just 9:05 am.
Order! Order! Order!
If Not-So-Real Life Issues Were The Agendas At MUN
Oorvi Gupta, AIS Noida, XI
Committee: United Nations
Irrelevant Problems Commission (UNIPC)
Chairperson: Mr Karma
Vice Chairperson: Ms Ethics
Rapporteur: Mr Honest
This is to notify that the committee United Nations Irrelevant Problems Commission has come together to resolve the issues of conflict and restore peace in life. The listed issues must be dwelled on in the upcoming sessions. The conference is hereby declared open.
Motions on the floor
The delegate of Narcissistville would like to suspend a formal debate and move into a moderate caucus on the issue ‘which dress they should wear on their birthday.’ The perpetual question they would also like answered is ‘which TV show is better: Friends or How I Met Your Mother?’
Points of information
The committee must note that the delegate of United States of Liars stated on record that they started studying the night before the exam but their 99% score on Monday’s History test clearly proves that they had started way earlier. The EB must ask them to justify their actions.
Point of order
The delegate of Teacherspetstan would like to point out it to the EB, that the delegates of Liarliar and Pantsonfire said that the reason they could not submit their research was because their dog ate it, but as far as it is known, these two delegates do not have a dog. *Factual inaccuracy: woof!*
Point of parliamentary enquiry
The delegate of United Kingdom of Doubt would like to enquire about the result of the actions of eating an egg on Tuesday or cutting your nails after sunset. Oh, wait, never mind. She changed her mind. Her mother assured her that this would result in all the hell breaking loose.
Outcome
After three days of debates, discussion and deliberation, the committee was able to resolve a handful of not-so-important problems, if not all. The EB, however, feels that the time has come for everyone to focus on their real-life issues.
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