Among the crazy game requests, “like for good or bad luck” posts and crazy status i stumbled upon the quote of Mr. Abdul Kalam that said “The best brains of the nation will be found in the last bench of a classroom” Being a back bencher myself i was proud for a moment then i started to scratch my head thinking ” have i got a BEST brain!!!” I dont know if i have or not but i wanted to share my experience of being a back bencher.
I bet everyone in their life has been a back bencher except a rarity case that you belong to the “nerd” race :P. Ever had a view from last bench??? It’s awesome . You can have all those pleasures you get watching a natural scenery. Unlike bikes where “ objects in mirror are closer than they appear” which sounds freakish , but from the last bench everything is far and harmless. You can see everybody in the class. “Last benchers never look back” 😀 This is one of the most prestigious thing about them which they take pride in. But the phrase remains valid only during normal classes. During exams circumstances compel us to seek help from all directions. We have strong CV. I mean Ctrl+ c and ctrl + v. hehe. We guys are very innocent. Innocent in the sense 0% technical knowledge . In my case ,well it can be -2% 😛
Speed of sound is 330 m/sec approx. Theoretically, a distance of 5* 102 cm from first to the last bench won’t make much difference, but practically it does. By the time the priceless signals from your lectures transmitter reaches your ear, the signal get weak and degraded in quality and pitch like our own NTC , so you turn off your receiver . That’s why there is so much peace and harmony in back. The “angry birds” ,”Temple run” or any other games will give you a wonderful company and 1.25 hour class goes like that. But rest 5 min, you get very active; for your roll calls. It’s like treasure moment for them. They feel like national anthem is being played in background. As soon as teacher calls names loud, they raise their hands high enough; as if they are to receive Olympic medal. At the end of semester, if one fails to collect more than 70% of the total such hypothetical Olympic medals , mark my words that s/he won’t be able to enjoy their vacations.
Just imagine if such backbencher society are ever transferred to alien world of front bench to attend a lecture. They will feel as if they are the only ones in class. Everything is so zoomed in and in focus that your head stars spinning. The teacher who looked like “ Bam” from the last bench now looks like a giant. The board which appeared to be crystal clear from the last bench , now seems to have the entire Ramayana inscribed in it. The teacher constantly looks into your eyes and you get hypnotized. You also look deep into his eyes to create a good impression. You try to prove that you are from among the brightest students of the class which, in fact is total fallacy. You are like the second hand fluorescent lamp powered by those duplicate “made in china” batteries which can go off any moment. But you don’t care about that. You nod with every word he says with utmost concentration,” yes sir…. Yes sir, ya, ya,ya exactly…….”
Sometimes if you are scared enough to sit on the first bench, you may get a strong urge to answer Nature’s call, like I generally do when I am tensed. But you’re in college now. Unlike school students ,its weird to go and ask “ excuse me sir, may I go to toilet?” if you learn to study under extreme pressure and traumatic environment . In case the pressure reaches a certain value called CRTITCAL PRESSURE and things go beyond the limit of tolerance , you get the creepy feeling that your pants can get wet any moment; you finally venture to ask teacher the above luxury.
Some teachers are intolerant about last benchers . I think they see us as villains like “ Mogambo” , “ gabbar “ or “ Dr. Evil” . They consider themselves as the “RAMBO” or” Dhai kilo wala Veeru” and try to terminate the EVIL. Thus , there’s every possibility that he or she might ask you some alien questions that you have never heard of. Last sem I fell prey to our of our beloved sir . I was sleeping quietly in last bench when he caught me red handed and empty headed :P. So last benchers have a risky business. BUT like a hero we say proudly “ Jaani, ham bhi khatro ke khiladi hein” 😉