MY ORDEAL WITH B.Tech -1

Yawn, Yawn…another piece of repetitive crap.. a grumpy engineer castigating the holy grail of all professions, blah blah…disgusting.Isn’t there another topic on this damn planet.Can’t we talk about entities other than education, girlfriends, crushes, heartbreaks.Well, go ahead and think whatever you wish to…this is my blog, the very first blog of this novel year and I get to write it the way I want.

Alas! It ended.The fifth semester ended at a near perfect time, giving me and my fellow disgruntled engineering students a chance to actually celebrate Christmas and New Year(a far fetched dream if you happen to land in IPU by the stroke of fate).IPU and enjoyment are oxymorons.For the past two years, our  Christmas and New year were spent slogging with the loads of perplexing text written by confused authors for equally bemused students.Nevertheless, this year was kind of better.I may not say this again in my life ever as it is against the laws of humanity and morality, but here it goes—‘Thank You IPU’.

From a bird’s eye view, this was the most active semester so far  in my engineering regimen.With the kind of mental acumen I have, I was baffled to see myself winning as many as three quiz competitions and coming a runner up in as many. Another eloquent  bonding was that with aglasem and cupidspeaks;web portals for the students, encouraging writers and bloggers to come out and bring about a change with words, with articles. Well, I don’t know if I succeded in bringing about any change with any of my posts, but I got to know people and students who shared common interests and penchant for writing and reading. Also, the formation of the Quiz Society in our College was a momentous event of which I was a part. I earnestly hope and believe that this year is going to be path-breaking and brimming with resplendence and would be testimony to the highs of this society.

                                                                     

 Coming to the most insipid part of the semester: Studies. Supposedly, this is the part which ought to consume the most time and efforts in a semester,but we deprive it of both.What to do yaar, padhai hoti hi nahi hai. Asynchronous circuits always failed to find any synchrony with the grey cells of my cerebrum.On top of it we had a blood- sucking professor, who made this already disgusting subject even more disgusting.Control Engineering was a subject I considered my forte but for the end semester.Attempting the CE finale was like playing poker blindfolded.You never know what is the answer, you can just hope that it would fetch you marks, in installments of course.Then the core subject for an ECE sudent: Communication Systems and Circuits,ummm…the lecturer of the subject(I’m in a dilemma whether she was actually a lecturer), made apparently an easy subject seem traumatic. It was so somnolent and sleep-inducing that..well, leave it It does not deserve more than two sentences in my prestigious article.Last but not the least, Organisational Behaviour, an innocuous subject which threatened to blow the guts out of many students.There were more than two dozen chapters which are revered Varsity expected us to mug and subsequently puke on the answer sheet, but they should instead have kept a pre-course on OB titled: ‘How to mug 24 chapters in 24 hours’.

Dear Lord, pass karwa dena, next semester mein pakka solid waali padhai karunga….

As I step into a new year and a new semester, I hope I can foresee many opportunities and challenges on path ahead.I implore Him to give me strength so that I can overcome the treacherous route and the harsh terrain.

As the ordeal continues…..I, Udit Bhatia , sign off.