How i "WASTED" my "ENGINEERING"

After seeing 3 Idiots, I dedicate this blog in retrospecting my Engineering Days.

Joining --> I joined Kamla Nehru Institute of Tecnology in 2001 as a student of Electronics and Communication Engineering. Till then I dint have a little bit of idea about what electronics is except for the fact that Television and Radio are electronics instruments. But just after securing an 'elex' seat and even before joining the college my neighbours expected me to correct their faulty TVs and Radios!

First Year, the year of a sports man --> Being a government college, some ppl hinted that dont expect the facilities to be so good but even after being prepared for "NOT GOOD", forget bathing, i never expected that in the mornings i will have to relieve myself with the tension of flushing and cleaning with one and ONLY one mug of water. But then from here only all the proud KNITians start learning the management and many make IIMs their goal.

Then in some days there was the formation of a gang... three ppl in it... me and two more.. Being with them i learnt working hard with late/over night efforts of learning TT and yes by my hardwork i could play a respectable game in just a few days. So what when the midsems were there we were busy trying to beat each other in singles and doubles, just that i was in the top '40'!

Then came two more and the divide in our group. I chose the latter two and moved out. Roaming, boozing, sleeping we found out that we have not touched a single subject and sem exams have arrived and then we studied.. studied very hard.... mugging, cramming, understanding we finished our semesters and yes we cleared the semesters successfully being the last three. Thank God i was the third last.

Second Year, the year of a DON --> Second Year started with the same... We never touched a book and never went to the class/practicals. When other classmates were learning about transistors, diodes and triodes we were busy in our own world of fantasies and also busy in thinking that we are the DONs of the college... Believe me the taste as well as the illusion of Power is like heaven.

But it was not very late when i discovered that my illusionary heaven in reality is a hell. Considering ourselves heroes and dons we jumped into a clash with another group of our college that had just odd 40 members against roughly 8 of us. And after that fight, the heroism and the dream of being a don were the first to fly out of my room's window where i was sitting with a swollen face and coloured eye. You guessed rite, they punched me on my face and not once. This time again i was among the last three in my end sems.

Third Year, the year of friends and study --> Falling and stumbling i entered in the third year. And after that Brave Heart episode I was in my real world where i knew that i have screwed my percentage and i dont know anythng about electronics. Then again the hero inside me rises and rises high to decide to learn the subjects thoroughly. Where all of them were buying books which were specially designed thin with only the exam specific material i bought all the reference books written by great authors. When all of them used to study roaming from one room to another with their 'thin' books in hand, i couldnt afford that because only a heavy weight champion can think of doing that with the type of books i was reading. I read them and read them all thoroughly and page wise. Not skipped even a single page and when the exams arrived, with one day in hand to revise for a subject i couldnt even revisit the 10% of a book. Again i found my self in the last three.

But third year gave me some new friends. Friends who were pure at heart, fun to be with and motivators of all times. And this was in this year i learnt laughing at life. We laughed together in every situation.

Final Year, the year of Placement --> Then came the last year of college with few companies for campus placement.Amongst the first were "Wipro" and "HCL". When HCL hired only 2, Wipro recruited almost thirty from our batch. THE LUCKY 30, none was happier than them that time. They had fun without any tension of future.

Still around 200 were remaining with a dream of having a job before leaving college, but how. How can we get a job? Everyone thought, some started reading C/C++, some got busy solving puzzles, some in improving their English. Apart from these there was a bunch who started emulating the placed ones. If some Placed one had a bread and butter in breakfast, they used to have the same even though the "Chola Bhatura" was in the menu of Mess. If a placed one listened to Rock, they abandoned mukesh and md Rafi and listened the same. Honestly speaking i think the effort these guys put in emulating the Placed Ones was above the efforts of all others.

I was among the non placed ones, and was making every effort to get placed except the last one, coz i could never wakeup at breakfast time and i devoted my youth to Jagjit singh ghazals. Then came Infosys, i couldn't sit due to my low percentage. Perot System, Low percentage. Kanbay, Couldnt clear the written test. Quark, was thrown out in the final round. Birlasoft, yes, yes i got in it. That was one of the happiest moment of my life. I got through Birlasoft, though i never heard this company name before, i had a job in hand. No longer I had to worry for my percentage. NO longer I had to think whether i should emulate the placed ones or not.

Then the day came when we all departed. We cried and vowed of meetin often even though we will be in different corners of the world.

The Engineering was over. I was an Electronics engineer without the ability to even recognise a transistor and diode and with a Software Job in Hand. AND Still i dont know what Electronics is all about!!
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