Time was 15 minutes past 2 in the afternoon, double hour of
THERMAL ENGINEERING was going on. The temperature inside the classroom was well above 306 Kelvin & lot of murmuring was going on the class. The desk was filled with steam tables, calculators, books & all. I was sitting in between
THE PILGRIM & THE RocK StaR [
Read till last to know their real names ;)].
Everyone were involved in finding the solution to the problem sir gave.
The problem was related to what will happen to the steam when the pressure drops, isotropic reaction reaction takes place blah blah...
I was busy figuring out how to answer the question & finding values from the steam table. Suddenly The Pilgrim teared a paper from his book & started to write something. I didnt see what he was writing, i thought he might have understood how to find the solutions. After a few seconds i just glanced what he was doing, i saw him writing something else other than the TE problem. I thought "Oh... may be he is writing some letter to the HOD". After a few minutes he just passed the paper to me...
I read what he has written. After reading i felt like hugging him & standing up to congratulate this guy for doing such a great work. He has written a beautiful poem in the middle of TE class!!!
The poem goes on like this:
A lovely little cloud once fell in love
with the bright full moon.
Try as he might,
could the cloud not reach the moon.
The moon amused by the cloud,
winked at him in mock.
For the moon had seen
many such little clouds.
Hurt the cloud cried itself
into rain & fell upon barren land...
And where upon he fell, LIFE was born...
I showed the poem to The Rockstar, he too was excited to read the great creation. All of a sudden he started to argue that we cant imagine 'The Moon' to be a female & all. Pilgrim started to give the explanations, before their volumnes started to increase i just alerted the guys that we are sitting in TE class. The double hour was over within no time & we came out of class typing the poem to forward it everyone. [especially to the girls who love poems ;)]
NB: People with Broken hearts become great poets...
The Pilgrim: Seriene Mohammed
The Rockstar: Visakh.K [ please note its Visakh not Vaisak ;)]
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