Hey guys!! Guess who is back from the dead?? I know it’s been a really long time since my last post, but the thing is, I was suffering from something similar to writer’s block. I just couldn’t think of anything to write on. But then, one day, it hit me – like a bolt right out of the blue – Why don’t I write about my passion, music? Ever since I actually started listening to music, people started thinking that I have a weird taste [not that they didn’t think that earlier, but now they are just vocal about it]. And this is just because I prefer to listen to heavy metal and its’ related genres, and not the mainstream Bollywood crap. Continue reading “Die For Metal”
It’s been a REALLY long time since I made a post here [3 months and 4 days to be exact], and what follows is a meek attempt at an explanation as to why there was such a long gap. As you all know, I study in MAIT, one of the premier engineering institutions in Delhi, which is under the Guru Gobind Singh Indraprastha University. In my last post, I talked about my experience of my first exams. Little did I know that after that, all I would do at my college was take exams. Continue reading “Back after a long time…”
Hi everyone. So here I am writing a post after a long time. Had my first taste of exams in MAIT this week [and it wasn’t quite pleasant as I am about to tell]. Seems as though my luck had left me for the entire week. Paper: 1 I reached late [as in REALLY late] so I missed of my paper. Paper: 2 Injured my right hand right outside the college [which resulted into a startling revelation for me: my God-forsaken college doesn’t have a medical centre]. Paper: 3 it went fine but something got into us and we went to a mall in Rajouri Garden. Paper: 4 The previous day’s incident had a profound effect on it [just a complex way of saying that I am not going to make it]. Paper: 5 Attempted without any book or notes. Paper: 6 Fell asleep “studying” for it [and also during the paper]. Paper: 7 [and the last one, for now] Now this was the only paper that I think I did well in [It WAS an English paper].
The week before this had nothing interesting in it for me to write on [again I had gone for only two days]. Except for perhaps the fact that these were the only two days we didn’t bunk a single class [it was about time we got serious]. And I almost forgot about the movie. After Paper: 7, the 10 of us loaded up in a Versa and went for a movie [which was Rock On, a Hindi one after a long time for me]. It was a pretty awesome movie, and would have truly made our day had it not been for the bomb blasts in Delhi [AGAIN]. Looks like Diwali is gonna come a lot earlier this year… Well that’s it for now… gotta run…
Looks like this is going to turn into a fortnightly series…well better get started then.
As you might have guessed, the last two weeks were full of boredom and lots of bunks. Boredom, because I personally can’t handle a routine. I need to have a change every now and then else I just go crazy [You can ask any of the fellow writers here, they know it pretty well]. So, I went for the only known way of changing your life in college, bunks. Every day, our group of around 10-15 guys would skip the last class [which was just a TUT] and play cricket [not my game, but the only option available in MAIT], which is in fact time well spent. After a couple of days, we started playing with some first year students [who looked like super-seniors] from BBA [our college is actually a campus, comprising MAIT and Maharaja Agrasen Institute of Management Sciences] , who weren’t exactly good at it. But something made them believe that they are better than us and thus resulted in a bet. After losing two times in a row, the BBA-wale started acting up, and that was the end of our mini-series with them. Continue reading “Boredom, Bunks and Business Plans…”
Ah my third post…I hoped to make it a weekly ritual to write here, but since nothing much happened last week [mainly because I went to college for only 2 days], so I skipped a post. But one interesting incident did happen, which is that I carried out my first bunk of college [and certainly not the last], and was ragged [for the fifth time] right outside my classroom [talk about irony]. This time, I was made to run around screaming at the top of my lungs, “Baad aa gayi” (it’s flooding). Continue reading “Welding stuff, Exploding tires, and more…”
Here’s the rest of my week [which was very LONG] at MAIT, where nothing much happens most of the time. Just running from one class to another [which fulfilled my quota of exercise]. First sem students have the same subjects, no matter what their stream. So everyone was stuck studying the same subjects, namely physics, chemistry, mathematics, ManPro (manufacturing process), ITC (introduction to computer), CS (communication skill) and IST (Impact of Science and technology on society) [the subject’s just keep getting dumber and dumber]. Out of these, physics and maths are just eleventh and twelfth re-revisited [AGAIN]. ManPro could make an interesting practical subject, but theory is just boring as hell. The others don’t even deserve a mention, except chemistry, which is now totally related to environment [ruining an otherwise AWESOME subject]. This was pretty much the routine all week, except Friday.
Continue reading “The Saga Continues…”
Today starts a new series, about me and my life in an engineering college. This was my first day at the Maharaja Agrasen Institute of Technology [I know the name is a mouthful, so no it will be simply referred to as MAIT]. The journey to college could someday have a series of its own, but I’ll get back to it later. As is with all things Indian, our first day was marked by a havan ceremony (a sort of group prayer to God, thanking Him that we got into the college and asking His divine guidance in our 4 long years there) [So much for secularism]. After the flames had been extinguished [and a couple of students fainted from the smoke], began the grand welcoming of the students by various HoDs and the chief guest. After about half of the speech of a Mr. XYZ, only half of the students were left sitting there. Then I too decided to leave the place and perhaps explore the campus. As soon as I had placed one step on the stairs, a group of seniors called to me and I knew it was time for the yearly ritual, ragging [also known as introduction, but mostly by seniors]. Continue reading “First Day, First Show”