It is actually going back to school and more.Wake up early,wear uniform,polish my shoes,(thank god I wear sneakers.)pack my bags,pack a lunch and head off on the exact time to catch the train. Carrying very heavy, shoulder breaking bags, hoping I get a seat so I can unload my drooping shoulders. We tell kids to walk straight and upright but how can they with 7/10kgs of backpacks??😱

In school meet some known faces and new and old tutors. Be excited about some lectures with project work and sleep through some classes hoping I don’t get evaluated for what they taught because i barely listened.

I’m loving school. Most of the classes are very very interesting and interactive but some can be an exception specially the first time around.(when I haven’t done theory for so long or history.🙈)

One such class Was art history. I didn’t understand a word of what the tutor was saying.Couldnt make out proper noun from noun or adjective. All words sounded 🙄🙄🙄🙄

Big big fat fat words.😱😱😱

The class was in English but with a Chinese accent or may be some other accent. But definitely thick accent.I didnt know and I wanted to sleep so loudly. It’s like he was talking absolute gibberish. Zzzzzzz Interigumm????Nono that’s not me snoring he said “zzzz this and zzzzz that.” Was he sleepy too. Who can blame him with such sleepy heads surrounding him. Oh wait He had been using Zzzzzz in place of every definitive article.🤔🤔🤔 OMG HE MEANS “THE!!!!. “THE THIS AND THE THAT.” 🙈🙈🙈🙈

Then came Zigmum,Agnum,Boleman, Gramshe’. Who are these or what are these. Chemicals???

Then he Said “A lie is the greatest truth.”😴😴😴😴😴😴. Followed by Fantasmagories! WAAAAATTTT??????😱😱😱 I’ve never ever heard that word. It sounds like a hybrid between fantastic manglories.

Anyway I was trying to stifle my yawns but landed up shamelessly yawning and then finally tying braids in my hair just to keep awake.(foot had already fallen off after so much shaking.)

Then came Marxist,nazi, war,

concentration camps, 😱😱😱😱

and I thought I was attending art class.🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

Oh and he kept saying “fairy,fairy”so I didn’t know if he was talking of gays or celestial creatures 🤔😳😳😳. Then I figured he has been saying theory all along.🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Finally after a hundred hours there was the much awaited BREEEEEEEAAAAAAKKKKKK 💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻.I Was mulling over My snack comprising of some Tea and nuts. 

I have to acquire the art of sleeping with my eyes open. Have to. And my face has to look really philosophical. Or pondering on the purpose of life and art.🤔🤔🤔. With this philosophical/bored face I headed back into a decade long class.

Another hour of this insane tullu n then sweet sweet darling Cecil reminded him the class was over. Finally freedom.

 One I’ve woken up early,walked,then train,then walked and he has talked and talked and talked. My brain is crystallised.Ok so at some point of time through this arduous class I figured he was not From Asia but from Germany.

Why was I trying to decipher his lineage🙄when I had so much work at home,i could have done laundry,made the beds, cleaned the house and the bathroom and done the dishes or just slept at home.

While all the undone things were echoing in my ears he said “let the echoes work😇”….not only is he German he can read minds too.🙈🙈🙈

Now he’s talking in German or Spanish or maybe Chinese or an extraterrestrial language. 🤔I don’t know but it feels lke @Arrival.” 🙄Either ways I’m long gone dead😬!!!

And as a finale he just…..OMGGGGG HE JUST OPENED A 5000 page book starting from the first page. 

I send a text to all my dear ones-“Ok it was nice knowing all of you. Am on my way to being “achi thi bechari”

But this bechari survived until the next cultural tutor dawns on me again.