That was the name of the play that the Faculty club sponsored yesterday. The actors were from Darpan, a group based in Lucknow. The play was written by Ranjit Kapoor, who had been invited for the screening.
The play was a fantastic satire on our esteemed parliamentarians. My only grouse was the ending...
And the way the faculty club behaved.
It is a well-known fact that we do not have a good auditorium. The tiny thing can at best accommodate about 250-275 people. On top of it, the front three rows were reserved. And a faculty member announced that the rows were reserved for the faculty and therefore could the students squeeze themselves in the back. Oh for heaven's sake! Can we please not have such apartheid policies. The PRO explained this morning that it was reserved for guests but as I saw only Ranjit Kapoor, I do not know who the other guests were. Though given the fact that many faculty do not make it to the university unless they have a class to teach, I guess they equally qualify as guests.
I get this question constantly from other faculties when they see me hurrying around 8.30am to the University.
"Do you have a class to teach?"
"No."
"oh."
And the look says it all!
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