It was Monday. We the people of "Pre-final" CSE (as we term the 3rd year B.E. graduation) had gathered after a short semester holidays. It was a traditional practice that classes will be left free during the first day of the semester (some sort of time for recovery from holiday mood). We had a staff for handling the second hour who was an alter for some other staff on leave. She asked us to write a C program which was actually very easy. We all shouted "Ma'am......... please NOOOOOOO". But she insisted on writing it. "I hate programs" I said to my neighbor and started scribbing inattentively. Then we all started again with "Ma'am......... please NOOOOOOO". The staff was irritated. She asked us "Don't you know to teach an illiterate?". Surprised by the sudden irrelevant question, I stopped scribbling and lifted up my head. "Then why don't you teach the computer? It is an illiterate!". I felt a sense of shame creeping inside me. "My God!!! Am I incapable of teaching an illiterate?" I thought to myself. I looked around to see all faces hanging down in shame. "Ooh! All are ashamed" I thought relieved a bit. We all then started working down with that program. I don't hate programming anymore. Do you???!!!
