All right, I confess. There are certain things I like about Karachi University. If I were to make a list of things I’ll sorely miss about KU, it would most likely have a whopping three entries.
This post is about one of those things – Sir Humair Ishtiaq’s classes.
It is the end of my final semester at the department of Mass Communication, and I took Sir Humair Ishtiaq’s last course class today.
He has taught our batch different courses for three years now. Unlike other teachers – experiences with whom were ever so slightly less pleasant – we actually liked him throughout.
He said it might be his final class entirely because he’s considering quitting teaching. Although we all frowned at the thought of the greatness that future Mass Communication students might miss, I was pretty happy he’s considering a break. He sounded very resigned and tired.
We talked about instances of his refusing to teach us. In the past three years, there were times he would storm out of the class because we were stupid enough to not know about Wikileaks or had nothing to contribute to a class discussion. But that wasn’t really why he’d leave, we discovered today when he confessed.
“At times when I didn’t feel like taking a class or had somewhere to go to instead, I used these chances as an excuse to get out, because, well, you’ve got to come up with something. Of course, I was irritated by your unresponsiveness and indifferent behaviour too, but never enough to not take the class.”
He also confessed to marking his students based how they looked during their exam. If you have not guessed yet, they look absolutely befuddled. Some of them can even be seen laughing out of the realisation of their misery.
Being HI, he did not squander one chance of picking on us. We were told we’re pretty much useless, but it was all in good humour, right? (right?). My friends and I have become way more sarcastic than we ever were in the past three years, thanks to him – a real inspiration for the budding sceptic.
We giggled throughout the class, and guess what? The class itself was about the use of puns – my favourite thing ever, and thus present in the headline of this blog.
Today was nice. I wish I had taken more classes than I skipped.
If it does in fact happen, HI’s departure will be like losing a limb for the department of Mass Communication. But I’d rather he do something fun after spending years putting up with idiots like us.
Godspeed, haan saab!