Ironically, my last post was on Festember almost an year ago. And so much has it changed in the last 10 months or so, that I step into my final year as the Chairman of Pragyan, 2011.( Non NITTians can ignore that!)
Although it seems that I joined this institute yesterday, it has been three years. Three years of life away from home, cricket almost every day, frequent eatouts at the dhaba and in the city, last-minute-studies, copying assignments, late-night messaging and lots of fun.
As a first year, I never got the coffee on the bed as soon as I brushed. The news paper did not come to the room. I had to stand in a queue to bathe. English had to be the common language even for swearing. I understood classes were the worst thing in a college. I learnt people become so involved with a topic, that they do a PhD on it but forget the basic definition of accelaration or if water was alkaline or acidic. I thought assignments would be similar to the ones I did in school. But here I had to write my seniors' as well. I realised that studying everyday could turn you into a nerd! For the first time in life I missed being at home and experienced the thrill of going home whenever I could.
But things had to change and the regular queues to bathe and in mess had to be adapted. After finding out how to live away from home life taught me to live with my friends. There never was your room, your bed, your brush, your dress, your book, your mobile, your girl, your money, your food! It was all ours! I became a disciple of Electrical and Electronics Engineering. I became a senior. Involvement in college activities, Festember, Pragyan and other stuff kept me so busy that I had no time to take a bath. even! I started realising why everyone likes college life and it taught me to enjoy this new life away from home.
But as sharp as it can turn, I learnt what not to do in college. As I forbade myself from looking back into my dreaded third year, I wish not to share it. I take my lessons from that, not fretting about anything but smiling for what may lie ahead.
After creating such a huge impact on my life, I go into the National Institute of Technology, Tiruchirappalli, this July, as a final year student for my Bachelor's. An year of placements. An year of farewell. An year of Pragyan (for me). And more importantly a final year of hostel life. I wonder what awaits me as I step in for one last time!
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