Category: College Dayzzzzz

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…”

Before I [again] start banging my head about Asia’s biggest and largest B school, one point to make about my writing, they are way to long. If the post or speech which you are making is long then people tend to lose interest, no matter how interesting it is [afterall it’s not a novel or a movie]. It should be as short and crisp as possible. The realization came after reading ‘Sid’ [most of the columnists and articles which I read before that, were like never ending log books] and after attending the recently concluded ‘5^th Global HR Summit’ at our college [not by choice but by compulsion, faculty tried to threaten us by every written and unwritten code and by telling us to face grave consequences if we missed it. But I actually wanted to see as to what they had to offer]. There the most interesting speeches were those which lasted for 5-10 minutes at max, so an important lesson learnt. Continue reading “The HR Summit. . .”

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…”

When I completed my schooling, I was completely taken over by the craze of getting into a college. I suppose everyone is. As after spending some 14 years in a school it is the first time that we are stepping out in real world, and perhaps this is the main reason behind all the exhilaration and apprehension. Nevertheless I got into my grad college; [although I hate using the word ‘great’ due to the huge amount of exaggeration it puts into the statement] I had great time.

Continue reading “The ‘B School’”

First of all Happy Independence Day! If it is 14^th right now then friendly neighbour policy, or else proud to be a Bharatiya.

Studies are something which occupies a major portion of one’s life. Especially in countries like India [you know developing economy, excess of manpower, skill labour available in abundance etc] studies are an easy way to earn one’s livelihood with dignity. So as soon as a child starts speaking we load him with studies.

Continue reading “Mid-Session Nap. . .”

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”