A few weeks ago, I visited to my senior’s room; which was allotted to him a few days earlier. I met his new roomies. They all are of the same class. He introduced me with his roomies. And he told that this one is Ex-CR. He also told him that (pointing toward me.) He is also a CR.
“Which branch?” He asked.
“Sir, Civil” I replied.
He was CR (class representative) for first year and then situations came and the new student got assigned for CR.
Well! what I heard was, that he was unable to handle the class. For the moments I saw in his eyes, and I don’t know but I felt a guilt in his eyes: Like being a CR was being in jail. One thing came to mind. How could it feel when you lost your position? And I felt so sorry for him. And the today, because of the orders from our new director, Prof. Vinod Yadava; I am no more CR of my branch.
Just a random pic.
Well for a moment it pinched me. But I knew it was coming. So I was partially ready for it. And it’s okay. Change is good. And yeah, I am not frustrated. Because I am sure of one thing. No matter what I will do, they will connect the things and they are going to say; He is doing this because he is no more CR. It does happen. At the end of the day I felt relaxed.That I am relieved of a responsibility. But it didn’t felt good, cause there was no farewell for me. And I realized the day I was thinking: “How could it feel when you lost your position?” I was wrong about that person. I shouldn’t have felt sorry for him. Because right at the moment I am not feeling sorry for myself. I was wrong to judge that person on those allegations. And one thing came to mind.
“Who the hell I was to judge him?”
And similarly Who the hell are you? Feel sorry for yourself, I am happy with what I have.