Being a humanities student of class 12 means that you have to compile a lot of files. Mind you, writing files is not an easy job especially if you're handwriting is illegible. To top that you have to embellish the file to make it look fancy. In my opinion you need to have a decent amount in your pocket to pull off file work. From glitter paper, coloured pens, separators to hole guards this list goes on and on. With the amount of stationery I currently possess I feel that I could even sell it off to get some cash in hand. Often the glitter lying on side table gets smeared on to my face making me look no less than a disco ball in school.
Getting funding to buy this stationery is not an easy job either. The shagun you receive on Diwali, and other such monetary gifts from your masis, tais and tayas are also invested to finance this endeavour. The actual part of writing the file is not that tough. But adding that pizzazz to it can leave you exhausted.
Every time students are asked to bring their files to school it is an anxiety provoking situation for me. I put in my best but somehow the others manage to outdo my efforts by adding fancy diagrams, plastic folders, using flashy pens to add headings. Thus I go back to where I began- the stationery shop. This is the first time in my entire life that I have visited the market so often. I have to alternate between different stationery stores as I'm afraid of what the shopkeepers will think of me. I wonder what they think every time I go there. "There she is again, wonder what she wants now" might describe their state of mind. In their defence I ask for the most unconventional things. "Bhaiya gelly roll pen hai? Bhaiya hand made paper hai? yeh wala nahi bhaiya chota size do, Koi or colour nahi hai kya?"
By now you must be thinking that I am quite the spender but on the contrary saving green notes is actually a hobby. This business of writing practical files has changed me! I used to yearn to save a few bucks on purchases but now I go a few hundred extra. I have 'practically' gone mad.
Getting funding to buy this stationery is not an easy job either. The shagun you receive on Diwali, and other such monetary gifts from your masis, tais and tayas are also invested to finance this endeavour. The actual part of writing the file is not that tough. But adding that pizzazz to it can leave you exhausted.
Every time students are asked to bring their files to school it is an anxiety provoking situation for me. I put in my best but somehow the others manage to outdo my efforts by adding fancy diagrams, plastic folders, using flashy pens to add headings. Thus I go back to where I began- the stationery shop. This is the first time in my entire life that I have visited the market so often. I have to alternate between different stationery stores as I'm afraid of what the shopkeepers will think of me. I wonder what they think every time I go there. "There she is again, wonder what she wants now" might describe their state of mind. In their defence I ask for the most unconventional things. "Bhaiya gelly roll pen hai? Bhaiya hand made paper hai? yeh wala nahi bhaiya chota size do, Koi or colour nahi hai kya?"
By now you must be thinking that I am quite the spender but on the contrary saving green notes is actually a hobby. This business of writing practical files has changed me! I used to yearn to save a few bucks on purchases but now I go a few hundred extra. I have 'practically' gone mad.
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