I don't know where to begin.Should I act like another Chetan bhagat and write a very enduring yet so fictitious tale about my college life or should I draft it like an autobiography?
Well I shall tell you a story....A story of a guy who dared to think beyond IIT and landed up in NITJ.
National Institute of Technology,Jalandhar.As fancy as it sound is place where technology is brutally murdered everyday.Like every big institute it has 3 pillars on which it stands : Cram,Cram and Cram.
Cram is the name of the game here.But do I have anything against those who do it and are very successful GPA wise.Hell no...why would I...?? I have had my share of limelight and success.Moreover I don't measure success through others eyes..I have my own scales for that.
Neway. Let me introduce you to the people who are going to form an important part of this blog aka Story.
Shitanshu Srivastava. a simple lad from Allahabad who now is one of the most sought after hunks of our college.From drinking milk at night and reading books through the day .His choices have takes a major deviation.But whatever he remains one of the good guys in NITJ.
Gaurav Kalra.a cheerful fellow with I don't give a rat's ass attitude.He is like a brother to me
tarun and prince manra ...fellow cricket maniacs and soccer fanatics..
pranav... a passive roomie...whom nothing can matter.
Rest I would tell as the story goes on.
Unlike all other I would start from my 8th and Final sem and gradually move on to the 1st.
8th Sem. can be easily classified as the Kumbhkaran Sem.I slept like hell.I slept as if I had retired.I slept as if I have a $500 billion fortune.
All the hours assigned for our so called major project went in sleep.But ab aap hi baatayein...saala 3 baar mentor badla...10 baar project...who can be inspired to work now ??
Damn.
Neway classes weren't a issue we hardly attended any.Ad-hoc teachers from Indian Idol were recruited by the department who preferred singing in the departmental lab better than making their idiotic lectures a better experience.
Anyway.... this sem was quite boring I just longed to get away from the college all the time.Eat drink sleep...3 words described my life this sem.
But like they always say picture abhi baki hai mere dost.The best part was yet to come.
Last month turned out to be a party month.It all begun with farewell where we all saw the best in us revealed to the outer world.Girls of my class could not have looked any better on any other occasion.It was such fantastic farewell kudos to all my juniors who did finally put up a good show in the end.
This was followed by a historic class party at hooters which for the first time in the history of world saw people getting drunk after consuming teaspoonful of alcohol.it also witnessed the Mithun Chakraboraty in all reveal itself and bring on those groovy dance moves on the floor.
Party by Prince Manra's and Shitanshu's beloved Mani Mam followed the suit.Though it was a so so affair but still was a reason for whole class to be together.
Talking about being together another initiative in the same direction went awry .When girls and Akshay decided that we should watch the blockbuster " HAUNTED".Even Bhatt clan wouldn't appreciate after watching it.But still rickshawallah style hooting by some other punks made it a bearable affair.
Rest I would also give credit to final sem for giving us such overload of photos that my hard drive crashed on two occasion and had to be replaced .
Whatever may be the case...but like old saying What end well,Stays well.I had a great final sem if not 4 years with this batch.Would love to meet all of them any given day.This was indeed a Life of Four Years.
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