Another brick in the wall !! :D

The alarm dutifully shrieked at 6 in the crack of dawn.I pushed the sheets away reluctantly, and then dwelled in that half-fazed state until the snooze time elapsed and the alarm jolted me back into reality. 


The toothpaste tastes much better at night isn't it ?? In the morning it reminds you of the schedule ahead !!


Starched shirts, pleated trousers,leather belts, matching boots-I take a while to realize, this is my newly shuffled wardrobe.The faded jeans and printed tees are allowed to spring up only on the weekends.
The proximity cards (another hot-bred corporate jargon) hangs around the neck like a noose for the goose. My recently trimmed hair strands all stick to each other daring not to kiss the temple. 
I have become a slave of time again. I follow my watch to catch the erratically scheduled bus,obediently standing in the bus stop with chores of other similiar tech-guys !


....& now here, sitting by the window(which i can't let go)i  realize that school life has come haunting back,after the 4 blissful years of quiescence in college,


..though this time we don't pay fees, we earn salary !


..& you can't ignore the alarm assured that papa is there to drive you to school


...nor rest assured that the uniform is pressed and shoes are polished and tiffin is hot and water-bottle is cold. 


The proximity card(arghh again) reminds me of the school tie i so severely despised. 
The swipe-in reminds me of attendance (and proxy calls).
Recess is just the same,though now after lunch instead of playing basketball we are more interested in smoking dunhill lights. 
..the swipe-out reminds me of the final bell, but now i am not in a hurry to reach home, i don't have  mama waiting with hot 'pooris and paranthas'when i reach home !




Now i know why they say life is an ever-learning process....its because we never graduate out of a school !!

All good things.... have to ....come to an end !!

On our farewell our placement officer said “these 4 years were the best years of your life”! Thanks to the good, old man for his kind platitude but I had the strong desire to question him for the very last time that “Dude, the princi of my higher secondary school said the same and so did my primary section headmaster. Why do you people scare the diver before he leaps?”

The last 2 weeks have been a roller-coaster ride for me. First, the official farewell then the exams and then again the unofficial farewell. Emotions formed a potpourri and by the time we could realize, time had done the trick. With lofty promises of staying in contact and hailing the mobile and social networking we exchanged good-byes. That night we clinked glasses of malt whisky and tried to drift into its blues and then the sudden but obvious question was raised

What did you learn from these 4 years in an engineering college?

Now, trust me , any proud engineer in all his senses would reply a proud- NOTHING to this question. But, I was not in my senses and my haughty mind wandered into the memories of these 4 years to find a reasonably sound answer.

True to its nature, B.tech does not teach you technology. Majority of the population in these institutions realize their dreams and passion, half way into it. But, there are a lot of things that these 4 years teach you. Where else do you think that a guy with 8 hours to spare would be able to keep his cool, wrack his brains and study just the bare minimum to pass and yet score a solid 8 point?

These 4 years we evolved and grew:
from Soft rock to Grunt metal,
from Sidney Sheldon to Jean Sasson,
from Orkut to Facebook,
&
from infatuation to love !

We learnt the terms ‘RECESSION’, ‘MAOIST’ and ‘SENSEX’. We saw the industrialization process of west Bengal smashed to smithereens .We also saw the upsurge of TMC and Mamata di over the long established Left-front and also, India win two world-cups-the T20 and ODI.

These 4 years taught us not to smile but to laugh out loud (LOL)!

Now come, corporate life or any martial challenge, we can handle it because we have practiced enough to ‘LOL’ our problems.