“Engineering” considered being a field of brain, technical knowledge and day and night study. With hundreds of engineering colleges budding in every nook and corner of the states, it has merely become a misnomer now. Moreover the level of education is not at all qualitative; it is just certifying one as an engineer with the caliber not more than a senior secondary pass. It is the field that every math’s student views as his/her career option. But, I regret, that not all are able to get a quality college with quality staff. Moreover going away from home to a college at distant place that too for the first time is a tough job. Here I am going to elaborate my journey till 3rd year of my engineering. Still one long year to continue.
It was June 2006, packed up with all competitive and board results and just enjoying the vacations as if life would be the same in the coming months and years. Hardly, aware where we would get finally landed up and which engineering college had the destiny decided for us. Cautious about the career but not that much really, thinking that life would be more easier and free , as it was the college time , free from all stringent school rules and daily punishments. Neither homework, nor a bulky bags just a thin notebook and pen. Fewer lectures and more bunks, and having fun all the day with the fellow peers. June passed with the same thoughts and enthusiasm. It was the counseling time in order to allot us the engineering colleges in JHANSI according to our state ranks. I was lucky to get discipline of my choice that is computers and that too in the college I had opted for. Bundelkhand Institute of Engg. & Tech.(BIET), the name of the college located at a distance of 10 km from the Jhansi railway station on the kanpure road . At the same time I was also applying for other colleges. But finally, in end of july I had to finalize that college only. I was among the last ones to seek admission.
1st DAY IN CLASS..
It was June 2006, packed up with all competitive and board results and just enjoying the vacations as if life would be the same in the coming months and years. Hardly, aware where we would get finally landed up and which engineering college had the destiny decided for us. Cautious about the career but not that much really, thinking that life would be more easier and free , as it was the college time , free from all stringent school rules and daily punishments. Neither homework, nor a bulky bags just a thin notebook and pen. Fewer lectures and more bunks, and having fun all the day with the fellow peers. June passed with the same thoughts and enthusiasm. It was the counseling time in order to allot us the engineering colleges in JHANSI according to our state ranks. I was lucky to get discipline of my choice that is computers and that too in the college I had opted for. Bundelkhand Institute of Engg. & Tech.(BIET), the name of the college located at a distance of 10 km from the Jhansi railway station on the kanpure road . At the same time I was also applying for other colleges. But finally, in end of july I had to finalize that college only. I was among the last ones to seek admission.
1st DAY IN CLASS..
Got up early in the morning as it was my first day in the college, and had already missed two days. Thinking while brushing the teeth-
Will I reach the college on time today?( because I had to find the department first.)
What about ragging?
How will be the new classmates and new teachers?
Muddled up with all these thoughts, I took a bath and dressed up in very simple clothes.(Full-sleeve simple shirt and formal pant, as I thought was the criteria put up by the seniors for the fresher students.). With my head down, I was walking and suddenly a scream catches my eardrum saying,”Oye, come here”. That shook me for a while, I turned back a little and had a glance and possibly it was a senior at 30 yards distance. Thinking that if I approach him, I will surely be ragged. Immediately, I turned off and continued myself moving towards the campus and with the steps at a faster pace and pretending I did not hear a word. That was my first and also a safe escape. Next task was to find the classroom. After going through various notice boards, I managed to enter a big hall like classroom. With all new faces, I took a backseat. Instead of looking at the teacher I was watching three guys carefully with their heads shaven completely. It was making me remember the Gurukul students of Mahabharata and Ramayana. Laughed for a while and feeling sorry for my own hair thinking that I would also join the shaven group soon. First lecture completed with these terrible thoughts. Considering still it like a school classroom that all the lectures would be delivered in a single room, I remain seated. But as the whole class dispersed I also followed them. The view outside the lecture hall was threatening. A crowd of seniors waiting outside for the fresher’s to come out . The whole corridor echoed with such a noise,
Wish, Wish, Wish, Wish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Heads down. Eye on the shirt’s second button.
From tomorrow onwards everybody should be in formals with no belts and girls in suits with hair tied with red ribbons.
We all tried to escape from that place as soon as possible. The whole day went in the same confusion, searching classrooms and getting ragged every now and then. Finally the first day came to an end and I was backed to hostel. College continued and ragging was in vogue. It was hard to cope up with the studies and above which the fear of ragging. I was totally in a situation of dilemma where life has left me.It was the time when I learned to cook, to wash clothes and do all other little household works as it was mandatory now.. Weekend holidays were meant for washing clothes and completing the written work. Life continued in the same manner and slowly and gradually time passed and we also became seniors. Situations were little better now but we were totally exhausted.
“Till then it has been three long years now, struggling with life everyday but habituated now and become more tough and strong with the circumstances. The entire semester completes with the same struggle and the actual study is a day before the finals. Thus from my point of view, a B.Tech Degree is not a matter of 48 months(4 years) but a matter 38 nights(38 subjects in total degree , hence 38 nights before each exam.) A lesson it has taught is that life is not that easy always. Time is one of the best teachers.”
Will I reach the college on time today?( because I had to find the department first.)
What about ragging?
How will be the new classmates and new teachers?
Muddled up with all these thoughts, I took a bath and dressed up in very simple clothes.(Full-sleeve simple shirt and formal pant, as I thought was the criteria put up by the seniors for the fresher students.). With my head down, I was walking and suddenly a scream catches my eardrum saying,”Oye, come here”. That shook me for a while, I turned back a little and had a glance and possibly it was a senior at 30 yards distance. Thinking that if I approach him, I will surely be ragged. Immediately, I turned off and continued myself moving towards the campus and with the steps at a faster pace and pretending I did not hear a word. That was my first and also a safe escape. Next task was to find the classroom. After going through various notice boards, I managed to enter a big hall like classroom. With all new faces, I took a backseat. Instead of looking at the teacher I was watching three guys carefully with their heads shaven completely. It was making me remember the Gurukul students of Mahabharata and Ramayana. Laughed for a while and feeling sorry for my own hair thinking that I would also join the shaven group soon. First lecture completed with these terrible thoughts. Considering still it like a school classroom that all the lectures would be delivered in a single room, I remain seated. But as the whole class dispersed I also followed them. The view outside the lecture hall was threatening. A crowd of seniors waiting outside for the fresher’s to come out . The whole corridor echoed with such a noise,
Wish, Wish, Wish, Wish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Heads down. Eye on the shirt’s second button.
From tomorrow onwards everybody should be in formals with no belts and girls in suits with hair tied with red ribbons.
We all tried to escape from that place as soon as possible. The whole day went in the same confusion, searching classrooms and getting ragged every now and then. Finally the first day came to an end and I was backed to hostel. College continued and ragging was in vogue. It was hard to cope up with the studies and above which the fear of ragging. I was totally in a situation of dilemma where life has left me.It was the time when I learned to cook, to wash clothes and do all other little household works as it was mandatory now.. Weekend holidays were meant for washing clothes and completing the written work. Life continued in the same manner and slowly and gradually time passed and we also became seniors. Situations were little better now but we were totally exhausted.
“Till then it has been three long years now, struggling with life everyday but habituated now and become more tough and strong with the circumstances. The entire semester completes with the same struggle and the actual study is a day before the finals. Thus from my point of view, a B.Tech Degree is not a matter of 48 months(4 years) but a matter 38 nights(38 subjects in total degree , hence 38 nights before each exam.) A lesson it has taught is that life is not that easy always. Time is one of the best teachers.”
BY…
PRAMOD KUMAR KUSHWAHA
CS, 3RD YEAR
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