Four Years – Target 33 Marks

                    

Four Years – Target 33 Marks. 

So.. It's finally here. The day i've been waiting for from the moment I got in. So before its all over dead and gone I just want to take some time to reminisce about the 4 year long journey called Engineering.

What a Journey. it has been these 4 years!! It went from curiosity to excitement to fear to depression to lull to carefree to enjoyment and finally ending on a high note.

Although the Journey was  full of ups and downs it was an enjoyable yet boring , tasking yet fruitful, full of hatred yet full of memories and then you say those words which you never thought mid way through this journey that you will be saying this at the end of the four years. " I cant believe I will actually miss this college"

When this Journey  started in 13^th September 2008  its finally giving up its momentum and coming to an halt in 7^th June 2012..

Let me explain you the emotions that i mentioned above while i was on the Journey called Mechanical  Engineering.

Curiosity : What will the college be like? Compulsory attendance? Crowd? oh yaa Teaching as well?

Excitement : First day of college. Ragging Happens? Infrastructure is sick man! I still remember , I used to write (MMEC) Mahila Mandal Engineering College/ Money Making Engineering  College on my notebooks.. but as the days past I started loving this college.

Fear : Shit first semester. Whats gonna happen. I havent even started. How are these so called VTU papers like? (after 4 years, I still don’t know the spelling of “V” in VTU)

Depression: There i got my first ever (and the last too) BackLog in A.T.D (Applied Thermo Dynamics). BackLog ye kya hota hai ? I am officially allowed to take Log in my Back. 65% in 10^th - 68% in 12^th and i fail for the first ever time. My dad didn’t talk to me for six whole months neither my mom contacted because of this shit. I was something  like abandoned from home or from everything.  I used to get limited money transfer (2000/month= 1200 Mess + 800 Pocket Money) which used to sucks. *aamdani athhani, kharcha rupayaa*

Lull : This is just not meant to be. Where am i stuck? This is not what i am supposed to be doing. I hate this college.

Carefree : Seriously? I dont give a fu**. Its all bull shit. I'll see what happens. Fu** it. I never sat for 1^st internal after 2^nd year because we always used to say  “yaar, tu tension mat le.. average nhi hua toh staff khud bula kar average dega.. agar wo bhi na sahi toh Fourth internal toh hoga na..!!!”

Enjoyment : All clear dudes/dames.. all Clear.. yes yes yes!! Orgasmic..lol..

I always had this infatuation with Machines and getting into Robotics Engineering was my first choice and Automobile and Mechanical so on . I wanted to learn about them. 15 is too early an age to decide what you want to take up as a career. But may be it was my prejudiced and judgmental nature that made me decide that after qualifying AIEEE. I wanted Robotics –they offered Metallurgical-& finally opted Mechanical Engineering in MMEC through CET. May be it was just meant to be. So here i am. Bachelor of Engineering in Mechanical. Sounds Good. At least for me!! :D

Maratha Mandal Engineering College was not the college that I would have wanted to do engineering from. But after miserable CET marks i would have accepted anything that comes my way and also heard that MMEC has good staff and Infra-Structure in Mechanical Branch and that`s what college was well known for. So after snatching last seat from Defence Quota I jumped with joy. I was finally going to do Mechanical Engineering.Hurrayy!!

First Year : Complete transformation from the Army School  it was time to attend  Maratha Mandal Engineering College. I'd heard that girls are in each and every field. I got to know that after coming here. The girl - boy ratio was 0.99 -100 (speaking mathematically 51 was my class strength and off course 100 wasn’t the strength and girls cant be in  0.45 ratio against 51, so no girls). First year in any college goes more in socializing than in studying. Getting to know people making your own hang out group. Hitting on somewhat good looking girls cos you know the couple of girls who are actually very good looking will already have 10 guys lined up after them. Bunking lectures was fun in first year and obtained some kind of thrill. Giving proxies working for college festivals building a rapport with seniors. The freshers party. The do`s and don`ts of the college.

Second Year : You feel like you own the college now. You are officially a senior. You want to rag. You want to catch the first year girls YOUNG. In first year we liked the 4th year crowd. In second year we start liking the FE crowd. Things like." Apne batch mai aisi ladkiya kyu nahi thi" become a common hearing.

At the same time the good friends in first year become best friends by the end of second year and lovers eventually. This is when the fun starts. The gossip come into action and the emotional atyachaar begins.The back biting, The group-ism (so called Kannada-Marathi riots), Immature.

Third Year: This is the year when you actually start studying a bit. Because the excitement is gone. The fun is over. You know longer want to dress traditionally on tradition day and no longer give roses and chocolates to the girl who has another 100 guys giving her the same red rose. You get yourself in random college committees just for the sake of getting certificates.You no more want to be in the professors bad books. All you want is 60% and it had become or something like chasing for Four Years and Target 33 Marks (what i had heard from lecturers-the myth behind 33 marks “tum bus 33 score kar lo, evaluator kaise se bhi jugaad karke usse 35 kar hi deta hai”). But also this is the time when I made great friends. I got to learn about people. I got to know people. I realized who I am supposed to be with and who I want to keep just as an acquaintance. You become closer to a few pals. You draw yourself away from some.

Fourth Year : Everything is Happening. Final Year. GATE-PGCET- PLACEMENTS(except for Mechanical Branch). Life is on fast track and before you realize your four years are over. You still want to sit on the last bench and talk about totally random stuff , gossip and curse the professor. You still want to dictate Lab Manuals and people start throwing chalks at you. You still want to doodle on your last page of your book and fill it up with your signature (especially, making of those zeta " ζ " Symbols in Control Engg classes of Dr.Vilas Sondur). You still want to give proxies and bunk lectures and xerox assignments. You still want to talk about the entire world. You still want to sit on the last bench of the classroom with that particular person even though you know first 5 benches are totally empty. As BJP used to call " Brain F***kers I know you dont want to study". You again want to dress up for traditional day , formal day thinking that you might not get to see them again and click thousands of pictures(off course for Facebook ) for memories.

I miss my Staff my lecturers my teachers and thier priety funny style statements..

Prof Mashyal:  Lijhan to me ..!!! I will give you sufficient time to right but first
Lijhan to me!!
Prof BJP: Dont come to class by having Puri bhaji. Most of the time you all sleep only.!!
Prof Ayachit: aye.. why are you talking in middle middle..!!
Prof Raghavendra: We will continue it tomorrow..!!
Prof Jagdish: Class bhaith k kya karoge!!
Prof Kitturkar: okay okay okay okay !!
Prof Wadegeri: Yes!! Yes!!
Prof Naveed: Definitely!!

Regrets Guilts, Mistakes, Disappointments and Sarcasm aside, you learn a lot. You remember some professors who made stuff easy for you. You hate those professors who made life hell for you. You learn people. You learn Life.

I would like to thank so many people for making my journey worthwhile. I will take back some brilliant moments I've spent in those Birthday parties that we've thrown for each other. Giving and receiving gifts. The innumerable times that we've gone to CCD - Niyaz – MoMo`s  – Cake Walk – Goa - Trips.

Jasmeet - I'll miss every little thing... I'll miss Mastani Kabab- Butter Fhulka at EEFA Hotel. I`ll miss your short term memory loss after accident.  I`ll miss the way u always used to ask for yourself by saying” yaar mera friend puch raha tha “

Confession: Sorry for bending your Bike key. :D

Arbaaz - I'll miss “This Thing” – “Fuuuuuck”. i`ll miss your bike indeed. :D :D .I'll miss " Kabhi aisa lagta hayy " I'll miss you in FUN GROUP. i`ll miss kolhapur trip. i`ll miss all our Mute beats. I`ll miss your affection love and care for all your mobiles phones that you have lost till now.HAHA!!

Confession: Sorry for breaking your Bike`s Mirror!:D:D 

Omkar Kadkol(Mogali)/Omkar Nagvenkar(Golu)/Satyajeet - I'll miss the hostel life. I'll miss the deep conversations- fun-hangouts and specially the last minute Goa trip and the thrilled Old Canteen Mission (Omkar Nagvenkar –Praveen- Sunny * wink wink wink wink *). i`ll miss the Star Bazar.

Ryan Da`costa - I'll miss “Kana (Food)”. I'll miss last minute studies. I'll miss MOMOs Kana with you. I'll miss those drops till my room. i`ll sorry for the issue with Popot Bike but bastard usme teri bhi galati thi. I`ll miss all those Passive smokings. I`ll miss your Superman like kickass reply at New Canteen. Bastard you broke the rules of Anti-Blackberry Boys .

Shoyeb - I'll miss your  Punctuality the most. I'll miss the tummy tyre cushion . I`ll miss your violet T-Shirt and kindda pink scooty , i`ll miss your Nacho Nacho (u still didn’t returned my 1 Rs, saale chor). i`ll miss your guitar. I`ll miss your family pack. i`ll miss your mom made Chicken Biryani with salad. i`ll miss the firing from Dr. Vinita Sondur at Physics Lab*that was amasing*.I`ll miss Cake Walk, I hate your Blackberry.  

Confession: Sorry for scratching your bike twice. :D :D

Mayur(J.B) - I'll miss the Cream Biscuits – Kheer Khurma - 500 Bucks at CCD (ek baar kya pay kar diya, saala haar baar bolta h ki meine us din pay kiya tha karke ),  i`ll . i`ll miss all Mute Beats. miss your so called Tribal Tattoo (HAHAHAHAH!!). i`ll miss “tera petrol k naam par rona!!. I`ll miss making fun of Anamika on Red Yellow Green and G****d Teri (over a  Softy in McD) thing.

 Confession: Sorry for Scratching your Bike`s Spartan Sticker.

Salman – i`ll miss Ojas . i`ll will miss the way we made 300 from 30. HAHAHA!!

Keerti - I'll miss you my sweetheart. Thanks for every little thing. I`ll miss Pracheta-Sanjisha-Rasika. I`ll miss your “68% walaa attitude”

Vishwas - I'll miss and never forget that you helped/tried to helped me in every possible situations.

Teju – I`ll miss you my cute little sweetheart. Thanks.

There are so so so many other friends that i would love to thank. Everyone was special. Everyone made me smile. Thank You Tanvir, Halord, Stavlorn, Siddhant, Nisha, Deepak, Amit, Prathamesh, Irfan, Nisha, Rajiv, Prasad, Siddhesh, Vinayak, Parth, Mahesh, Ashish, Sachin, Abhishek, Pundalik, Shailesh, Suhas, Sanjay, Mandar, Aakash, Rohit (Ganapati Darshan), Rakesh, Ajinkya, Eknath, Jaikishan, Sushma, Sumit, Venkatesh, Samiksha, Ayesha, zion, Eviano, Aniket,  Vaibhav, Artit, " Rohan Sukhantar " (Saale, tuje mei kabhi nhi bhulunga..HAHAHA!!)

The few other things that I would like to thank are

1. My Cellphone -  I got this in the start of my engineering and since then has been very important and special I don't feel like giving it away for a new one.

4.Bag - It felt empty when i started coming to college without my bag and with just one book in the final year.Somehow get emotionally attached to these.

5.Lawaris Pens - I've never purchased any pen not even once in 4 years. I use to steal them from my friends if not stealing then changing refills from their pens was my all time stealing funda. “pata nhi kitne logo k Pen maare h meine” Lawaris  Pens  made me score the much needed 65's in my papers.

6. MOM - DAD – Prof Naved –Prof Mashyal & Dr Vilas Sondur - Dr. Vinita Sondur - Thank you for every little thing I shared/moments  with you.

7.Ojas `11 and Ojas`12 -

8.Maratha Mandal Engg College - 
After all this college gave me a direction. A new path. It is ending for a new beginning. It gave me knowledge. It has taken from me 4 years and given me something about it that I'll never forget these years. It was MEANT TO BE. It all starts from where it is ending.

To end this longest post ever I just wanted to collect as much as  I can of my 4 years. Thanking is a part of me. I believe never regret anything that made you smile. I just wish all the luck love happiness to everyone and I hope when i see them 10 years down the line on the same street It would not take me a second before i go and hug them. Everyone's starting a new thing. A new life. A new day. A new start. Starting from scratch. Starting from where they left off. So its kinda nostalgic. If you dont get attached in 4 years you are a robot. So its emotional. Its frightening to imagine things no longer being the same.

 

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