The word ‘bunk’ rings in so many emotions. Feelings of happiness, enjoyment and most of all, the thrill associated with it. Bunking classes is one of the most loved activities of college students. I wonder if there is any student who has not missed classes at least once during his college days.
The sheer pleasure of bunking a lecture when other students are busy listening to the teacher is an experience in itself.
The fear of getting caught by a faculty member, which lurks somewhere in the mind, adds to the excitement.
Bunking not only helps students escape a boring lecture, but it also helps them bond with friends over endless cups of tea and coffee.
Canteen, the favourite haunt of students like me, offers a good refuge from torturous academic sessions. Not a harmful habit, if I may say so, but missing classes is just an excuse for us to enjoy what I believe is the golden period of a youngsters’ life. For those lecturers who view bunking with a scorn, I want to tell them that if they see students sitting in the canteen or under that Banyan tree outside the department, they should not think that the students are indulging in just idle talk.
Students are so much aware these days that I have seen and experienced heated debates on the 123 Agreement, the Singur issue etc. We do ‘utilise’ our time even while not attending classes.
Come winter and there will be numerous sights of students sitting in the sun, enjoying themselves with cups of tea and peanuts, their staple diet during the season. Blame it on the season, but winter acts as a catalyst for even the ‘non-regular bunkers’ to sacrifice classes and bask in the sun.
Summing up, I feel that the days of graduating from school to college would had been dull and unexciting had there not been the concept of ‘bunking classes’.