I don't remember much about the holidays after 1st year. Although there are a few things I missed out about first year. I visited the hostel a lot and used to play TT there too, whenever there were enough bats around to play with. I came to know about the "college mafia". It included seniors(?) who kept failing and were surrounded by followers of the same kind. There was no Fest in the college because there was a shooting(guns) incident in the college because of some obscure gang-war I suppose. Also, the end sem exams were postponed because all the papers had been leaked! This was turning out to be a nightmare. And the mass bunks were the icing on the cake, or was that the cake and the rest of it the icing?
I was beginning to wonder why the college was considered a top-notch institution? What was so special? There is nothing in the name of extra-curricular activities on the inter-college level, the standard of teaching is disdainful, the hostels are sad, sports facilities - what are those?, parking space looked like the site of an excavation(most of it still is, atleast for the students, the faculty has it better), mass-bunks for no apparent reason other than "not in the mood", that engulfed the entire population of the college for days, the "mafia" and finally no steps for improving anything anywhere in sight. The administration is dormant on all issues except the ones regarding the money going into their pockets. "Why O why did I leave DU for this hell-hole?", was my favourite line then.
2nd Year : The first bad thing that happened was the shifting of the few good friends in my class to other branches because they had got good marks and Electrical was just too much to handle. I couldn't shift because I didn't have that kind of marks and I had a Back to my name. Ah well life goes on. I became better friends with the like-minded people I mentioned before. I had also joined Lingua Franca, the literary society - the only purely non-technical one in the college, in the second sem. But since now I was a 2nd year, things changed and it seemed to be the only whiff of life for me in the college. The magazine idea came into view and that helped a lot. Also I had a new and improved group of people to hang out with and our favourite spot was the flag post a.k.a. FP. It's the front part of the main building with two wide corridors with pillars and ample seating space. Mass bunks were at an all-time high, or so I thought. Everyone seemed to want to have a mass bunk because the classes were no good, and even if they were, we were now so used to bunking all the time that attending classes seemed to be a herculean task. Everyone was chilling. Studies were at an all-time low. I was enjoying just one subject and hating all the others.
Third sem came and went. Nothing much happened as usual. I was hanging out with the "group" all the time, not studying, just making "plans" to watch movies and watching loads of them. There were ofcourse a few conflicts of interest and of other things among the people of the group. Long and lengthy arguments on the phone and via messaging, silent treatments, bitching et al. I was usually in the middle, listening to both sides as I avoid conflicts as much as possible and if provoked beyond tolerance, prefer the silent treatment. It was a tough time mentally.
Fourth sem had a few surprises. There was a Fest if you can call it one. The budget was less then one student's annual fee and no other colleges were invited. It was a three day extragavanza(!!!! how I kill myself hahahaha) for most of the students as they decided to head home because officially there were no classes(like there are any otherwise) and well it was a waste of time to attend the "fest". I'll be honest and say that it was much better than I'd expected. The other surprise was that the magazine was shaping up pretty well. That took most of my time among other things. It was also tough mentally with all the break-ups and rejections and more conflicts(this time I was at the centre of one too, the other guy had gone too far) around me. Also the era of free SMSing was beginning to come to an end.
The rest of it was much the same as the previous one. The magazine was launched. We were very excited and proud and happy. But we were soon disappointed by the lack of interest. The buzz we had thought it would create was nowhere to be seen. The only appreciation we got was from our friends or acquaintances. There wasn't a single genuine comment or even criticism from anyone else. Nobody cared. The holidays that followed the exams were one of the most boring two months of my life. They were more monotonous than a clock, slower than a snail, more un-eventful and longer than the life of a sea-turtle, simply frustratingly BORING! Was i glad when they were over!!
To be continued still....
I was beginning to wonder why the college was considered a top-notch institution? What was so special? There is nothing in the name of extra-curricular activities on the inter-college level, the standard of teaching is disdainful, the hostels are sad, sports facilities - what are those?, parking space looked like the site of an excavation(most of it still is, atleast for the students, the faculty has it better), mass-bunks for no apparent reason other than "not in the mood", that engulfed the entire population of the college for days, the "mafia" and finally no steps for improving anything anywhere in sight. The administration is dormant on all issues except the ones regarding the money going into their pockets. "Why O why did I leave DU for this hell-hole?", was my favourite line then.
2nd Year : The first bad thing that happened was the shifting of the few good friends in my class to other branches because they had got good marks and Electrical was just too much to handle. I couldn't shift because I didn't have that kind of marks and I had a Back to my name. Ah well life goes on. I became better friends with the like-minded people I mentioned before. I had also joined Lingua Franca, the literary society - the only purely non-technical one in the college, in the second sem. But since now I was a 2nd year, things changed and it seemed to be the only whiff of life for me in the college. The magazine idea came into view and that helped a lot. Also I had a new and improved group of people to hang out with and our favourite spot was the flag post a.k.a. FP. It's the front part of the main building with two wide corridors with pillars and ample seating space. Mass bunks were at an all-time high, or so I thought. Everyone seemed to want to have a mass bunk because the classes were no good, and even if they were, we were now so used to bunking all the time that attending classes seemed to be a herculean task. Everyone was chilling. Studies were at an all-time low. I was enjoying just one subject and hating all the others.
Third sem came and went. Nothing much happened as usual. I was hanging out with the "group" all the time, not studying, just making "plans" to watch movies and watching loads of them. There were ofcourse a few conflicts of interest and of other things among the people of the group. Long and lengthy arguments on the phone and via messaging, silent treatments, bitching et al. I was usually in the middle, listening to both sides as I avoid conflicts as much as possible and if provoked beyond tolerance, prefer the silent treatment. It was a tough time mentally.
Fourth sem had a few surprises. There was a Fest if you can call it one. The budget was less then one student's annual fee and no other colleges were invited. It was a three day extragavanza(!!!! how I kill myself hahahaha) for most of the students as they decided to head home because officially there were no classes(like there are any otherwise) and well it was a waste of time to attend the "fest". I'll be honest and say that it was much better than I'd expected. The other surprise was that the magazine was shaping up pretty well. That took most of my time among other things. It was also tough mentally with all the break-ups and rejections and more conflicts(this time I was at the centre of one too, the other guy had gone too far) around me. Also the era of free SMSing was beginning to come to an end.
The rest of it was much the same as the previous one. The magazine was launched. We were very excited and proud and happy. But we were soon disappointed by the lack of interest. The buzz we had thought it would create was nowhere to be seen. The only appreciation we got was from our friends or acquaintances. There wasn't a single genuine comment or even criticism from anyone else. Nobody cared. The holidays that followed the exams were one of the most boring two months of my life. They were more monotonous than a clock, slower than a snail, more un-eventful and longer than the life of a sea-turtle, simply frustratingly BORING! Was i glad when they were over!!
To be continued still....
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