From 21-Apr until 08-May I will be on a holiday to [tag]Himalayas[/tag]. Last summer, I went trekking to Har ki Doon in Uttaranchal (Garhwal), and that was the first time I saw snow. Now I’m addicted to the mountains.
This year’s itinerary consists mainly of a himalayan [tag]mountain cycling[/tag] expedition arranged by Youth Hostels Association of India. I will also visit other places in North India: Chandigarh, Kullu-Manali valley, Dharamsala, Amritsar and New Delhi.
seeya !
4 years of engineering, 8 semesters of laborious struggle. The classes in each term culminate into a short but brutal period of extreme stress and sleepless nights – ‘submissions’. Only after this can the students get the crucial preparation leave (PL) for final semester examinations. The submission period, true to its literal meaning, is a nightmare for the students. However it seems to be much enjoyable for the professors (I should rather call them ‘lecturers’).
I happened to visit my college for a couple of times this month, right during the submission period. I went there as an ex-student, free from all barriers and restrictions. But the buzz sure gave me a nostalgic feel – students standing in queues waiting for precious signatures on their bulky files containing the term work, practical records and exam answer papers.
So while I went around meeting my lecturers in their laboratories and offices, I attracted agitated expressions from the kids (students) standing in long queues outside the offices. Any disruption in flow is disastrous, and I was sort of interrupting their course. I was forced to be as brief as possible in exchanging courtesies with the lecturers, and I promised to see them later.
Little did I know how useful these sessions of submissions would be to me after I graduate. There are lot of tactics and strategies you work out to get your files signed. If you commit mistakes in the file,
there are ways to divert the lecturers’ attention. Sometimes you miss out an entire section, yet manage to scrape through. The groundwork and planning is required right from day one. By the time we reach seventh semester, many of us are ‘submission champions’ and we consider getting a signature on an incomplete file as a challenge.
Engineering is not a game for the weak hearted. Many may survive through it, but few come out smelling sweet.
With feedback received from some people who met Avijit on this journey, I hope to track his journey in detail. If you have met Avijit Chakraborty, please let me know your experiences so that they can be published here.
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The coffee vending machine has become a necessity of life. Also, coffee from different machines tastes different. So let me correct the statement to – ‘The coffee vending machine which is on my floor has become a necessity of life’. Yeah that’s better.
So the other day, this machine failed to work. Probably because the whole office got salary raises, while this poor thing was left out. Human Resources department can be lousy at most of the times. How could they spare the coffee machine? No wonder the little thing revolted. However machines on other floors did not cooperate, instead they agreed to work overtime and serve coffee in lieu of this broken machine.
Now it was the employees’ turn, and we rejected that coffee instantly – frankly, it tasted awful. Talk about loyalty of the staff towards a machine and this may sound as the greatest example in history of coffee vending machines.
Ok, now don’t blame me for making you read this crappy write up. I haven’t had my coffee since morning, what else do you expect me to do??
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