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"RSBK lab > boring lectures any day"

 So yeah... I’m in the middle of some kind of emotional spiral. Can’t even label it. It's not exactly sadness, not exactly stress—just a weird, blank feeling.


Second Prof has officially entered the chat, and let me tell you—it’s strange. Not what I imagined. Definitely not what I romanticized during First Prof.


Classes?

Dry.

Energy?

Low.

Vibes?

Missing in action.

Everyone's just dragging themselves to class like zombies, scared the teacher might ask something. And then we all… just nap. Mentally or physically. Pick your mode.


Homesickness?

Oh, she’s back. And stronger than ever. Especially during those boring lecture hours when your mind decides to fly back home for a mini vacation.


Now, coming to the only silver lining of the week—RSBK lab on Tuesdays.


Yes, you read that right. Every Tuesday, as part of our Rasa Shastra non-lecture activity, we step into the lab to actually do something instead of just surviving on words and slides.

So far, we’ve had only three Tuesdays, but they were surprisingly fun.


We made:


Aadraka Svarasa (ginger juice)—spicy but spicy in a good way.


Nimba Kalka (neem paste)—bitter truths included.


Lashuna Kalka (garlic paste)—hello, stinkfest.



And guess what?

We’re not using any fancy machines. We’re out there grinding it all with a good ol’ traditional stone grinder—giving main character energy while being lowkey exhausted.


But honestly, that lab time is the only time something feels alive here.


Today was also our Nidana teacher's last class.

She resigned.

We didn’t really have any strong connection with her since we’re new to this year, but still... change is change. And it adds to the "what is even happening" vibe of this phase.


So yeah, I’m currently in my “nothing feels right” era.

I don't know what’s waiting for us in the coming weeks, but I hope it's better than this emotionally blah zone.


If you're feeling the same, trust me—you’re not alone.



Tiny takeaway:

Not every phase will be colorful or exciting. Some phases are just… meh. And that’s okay too.

But hey, at least we have Tuesdays and garlic paste.



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