Thesis- the name scares me!

Let the October 31st come which is the last day for submission of our thesis, and I don’t know, will I make it or not?, but I have already written a book on thesis in general, I hope someone else can do a thesis on my latest New York Times best-seller book.

Day before yesterday was the last day to submit thesis proposal; and as usual I crossed the deadline.

Today, to complete my thesis proposal, I decided not to attend first class in the morning, media management; and work for the proposal. I did that. What? Did not attend the class, but did I work for the thesis? Let it be a secret, because I do not want to disappoint my dearest Sir.

I did not attend the class, instead I went to Agumbe. Why and how I went to Agumbe with Prathamesh Sir and Govind, will explain you later.

We went to see the waterfall which is in the heart of the forest of Agumbe, where last time we were not allowed to go by the police, we managed this time.

The deadly creature of Agumbe, and, its infamy for: not Cobra, King Cobra or the Naxals, it is the tiny, slimy, smooth and disgusting-slippery leeches. I saw few on my body sucking my blood and ran for a safer place out from the trees. I uncovered myself from clothes -no peeping, please- just the upper half! And started removing the leeches, and to my shock and surprised few of them went piercing more than half into my muscles. I was in a state of shock and nervousness, intolerable irritation and pain, I know leeches’ sucks don’t cause pain, but there was, may be for other reason!

I started, obviously, not crying but to panic as I saw few of them inside my muscles. My all efforts of getting them out of my body were in vain. So immediately I consulted a doctor and asked, “sir, what to do now, is it a cause to be worried?” He said, “Certainly, yes. Sometimes leeches can be dangerous and patients can die.”

I began to feel that I am dying because blocked blood circulation by the leeches and asked Prathamesh sir, “Sir, tell me how close I am to death? He thought for a moment and said… “Imagine a situation you driving on a road where traffic is very less, then you are, he stretched and spread his arms making a straight horizontal line and said at this moment you are as far from death as the two palms here. I felt a bit happy.”

Suddenly the scene changes with the doctor explaining to me, “think of a heavy traffic”, and he brought both of his arms a bit closer by reducing the distance between both of his palms, and said, “Now you are this close to death.” He continued… think of heavy traffic, and he brought both of his palms together which was not touching each other, but was just separated from each other and said, “ now you are this much close to death.” I couldn’t understand the relationship between traffic, palms and death. Matha pak gaya!

Finally I asked, “Sir, tell me in my case how close I am to death? He said, “The last one applies to you.” At that particular time, I could feel life oozing out of me… as I could die any time…and I knew it was a long, long wait to die; and sank in my thoughts.

Out of nowhere, suddenly, an alarm rings… not the alarm of death, but an alarm to get up, and I got up from my bed without caring for my dying-body at the doctor’s clinic: place unheard and unknown. Looked at the watch and came to know that I had already missed my first class. What a relief, I was very happy as it was only a dream. Moreover, sat for doing my thesis proposal but instead wrote my stupid dream.

I hope that my own sir, I mean my guide doesn't come to know about my so-nice view on the thesis...