Three years of DVSIET.....

For the last time I was there at college, looking at all the faces that I had fun with. Some I teased, some I flirted with and some I didn't even speak a word to.

Last day of my college, I was waiting for my turn for my project presentation. Staring at my computer, I can see tabs of the browser holding content of some job sites, blogger and ofcourse facebook!

Suddenly one of my classmate comes to me and sits on the chair by my side, the chair that has one missing stand and he can fall anytime. He utters, 'bhai ab kya plan hai?'. I look at him, then the computer, then the examiner and then smile and say 'dekhte hey bhai.... kuch plan wan nahi hai abhi toh...'

Then I start thinking about how the three years has gone by. I try to remember the moments that I have spent here at DVSIET as there was nothing to search in google, nothing to post in my blog and nothing to comment or like in Facebook.

What comes in my mind is not the lectures that I had in the class, not the assignments that I copied in the last moments, not the lab files that I completed whole night staying awake, not the projects that I gave 101% to, not the marks that I scored in the internal, not even the vivas where I acted smart, not the presentation that I gave in the seminars, not the notes that I xeroxed in the library, not the doubts that I cleared in the cabin of my favourite teacher, not even the guest lectures that I had in the laboratory.

Seriously what comes in my mind about my three years in B.Tech is the treat that our Microprocessor lecturer gave, how I bunked the boring lectures and sat in the shed at the so called Mughal Garden of DVSIET watching the love birds and wishing I had my gf here too, the songs I sang in the class, the North East program that we organised when we were in the second year, the way I jumped off the wall of the hostel and went to the Satguru Dhaba at the highway when the guard was snoring, how we were there in the market at 11 PM searching for Cornetto Ice Cream, how we organised meetings of the MLM at our favourite Yogi Farms, how we went to some 5 star hotel in Ghaziabad to attend a meeting but had bananas at the thelawala outside the hotel, how we traveled in the train without ticket from Delhi to Meerut so many times and never got caught, how we went to the 'Bhole ki jhal' to have a bath in the muddy water and many other stuffs.....

I suddenly realise, though I have learnt so many new things during this three years, so many new technologies, so many new languages, new experiences, but what I will cherish my whole life is the fun that I had.

I had heard that Engineering is all about learning 'JUGAAD'. I actually don't know what jugaad is, but all I know is that the experience that I had here in these three years is something that would take decades to learn, the various types of people I met is something I can tell to my child or my grand child.

Reading some dosage of crimes every morning in the local news paper, I had doubts that will I survive here? But luckily I did and with all ups and downs, the three years has passed by and made me an Engineer.

Best of luck to all to all my classmates... Hope to meet you someday, somewhere!!