A couple of months ago, I have attended a seminar along with a friend on “Global Warming” given by a renowned professor in a mini auditorium. We were interested to note useful points and sat in the second row, pretty near to the stage.
The seminar turned out to be so boring that everyone in the hall started feeling uneasy. The professor was stretching every single point all the way from "Kashmir to Kanyakumari". His voice was - like a bullock cart heavily loaded with paddy bags being driven through muddy, cow dung filled village roads.
Three hours passed by and the professor was in his same old ‘snail slow’ rhythm that everyone in the hall were readily waiting for a chance to run away from their chairs.
My friend whispered to me, “Man, this oldie is murdering our patience on the name of global warming; he is eating our brains like fresh chutney."
He continued, "I’m sure, his wife might have left him long back and that made him start this new way of torturing the society on the name of seminars. We should record this seminar on a handy cam and make this grandpa watch it without a break”.
He continued, "I’m sure, his wife might have left him long back and that made him start this new way of torturing the society on the name of seminars. We should record this seminar on a handy cam and make this grandpa watch it without a break”.
I responded, “It is better to hit our head to a nearby wall instead of listening to such boring lecture. We should have sat in the back rows buddy, look the back seats are already empty, people ran for their lives”.
Finally, the seminar came to an end after three hours forty minutes. People looked so very dull and sad that the atmosphere resembled a condolence meet after a funeral.
Wonder how the end was possible to the Mahabharata of Global Warming?
The audience clapped their hands continuously till the professor got off the stage…
13 comments:
ah... i have done things like this too... to clap loudly with great fervor when something very boring ends.
@Lala Bhaiya :
Ha ha.. it would have been lot better if the claps could have come much earlier in the middle than in the end.
The point I noted from the seminar is : Never sit in the front rows.
Because if the seminar is interesting we can enjoy it even from the back seats but if it turns out to be a sick one - we can run away from the exit door :)
You people should have started clapping when some sentence was over continuously, when you thought it was boring! Then he would have guessed what he was doing to you guys!
@Sandhya :
Ha ha... well, a nice idea :) will implement it the next time when we face such boring stuff :)
hahah..i also fall victim to such boring sessions on many occastions..really...and i have not mastered the art of sitting and sleeping like some...:)
Poor you. You should have interrupted him with lots of questions. Or started clapping in the middle of some really boring points. He would have understood.
Some people are so much in love with their voice that they just don't know how to stop when they are in front of a captive audience.
Hi Sai
Funny post and comments. so very nice meeting you Sai...and now i get to enjoy reading your blog too. Sounds like the seminar was too warm for comfort...Oh My! ;-D When it comes to talking in front of crowds myself I'd rather...have all my teeth pulled! scares me to death.
speaking of Global warming...its hot here in Long Beach (but not as hot as in some places in the world) in the low 80's*.
Stay cool ;-D
SAI...thanks for the tip...never sit in the front rows....haa haa....
Very nice and interesting post.I have come across many times when I found very boring ends but I never expressed it infact clapped with everybody.
hey buddy..where is the post man??haha joking..maybe u busy..take care..wishes always
@Ramesh, @Aparna, @Onkar, @Kathy, @Kavita, @Babli :
My thanks are due to each one of you for sharing all your respective opinions in form of wonderful comments on this post :)
Cheers,
Sai :)
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