As I begin to write this blog post after half a dozen months one thing narks me: How much life has changed since my last blog post? Much has happened, much not happened; much has changed, much not changed. I still cannot apprehend the fact of this long hiatus. However, now owing to the random thoughts consorting in my head in a haphazard way for the last six months, I wish to post them for the sake of my head.
Adieu, Junior Year:
Broadly speaking, 3-2 is the most crucial semester in one’s entire college life, provided he is not a Dulla (Dual degree student). Managing a salubrious 8.6 in 3-1 had generated immense confidence within and motivated me to hit a 9 or even 10! Numbers below 9 or 10 seemed nothing now. However, these are the times when one should cut down his wings, and come down to earth. These are also the times when one should retrieve his strengths/weaknesses. If not, core subjects like Process Equipment Design and Industrial Instrumentation will shower you with B’s and C+’s. And, A+’s in Communication Skills would hardly offset the damage done by these High Credit Courses. Result: You end up, where you already are with hardly any rise or fall.
So ended 3-2!
Gujarat:
When you don’t expect things to happen, they happen. And, they happen to an extent that provides you with a paid Internship at world’s biggest refinery complex, Reliance Industries Limited at Jamnagar in Gujarat. Hate core chemical stuff, and Chemical will always love you! It’s like run from something and it will always follow you.
Everything remotely related to academics seem farce when you land in a state where you never had been before. The excitement and enjoyment to explore it titillates you to an extent that you forget everything. This feeling gets magnified when you start meeting new people. Then commence trips, strolls, get-togethers, fun, parties, and what-not!
All magnified feeling start to die out and diminish when you actualize that your birthday is imminent, and the group you’ve made will beat your bums down to hell. So was it on June 3! Beating was followed by a surprise party which was hardly expected from me. So, was fixed a day in my memory which would always be cherished.
As the end came near, so came the work pressure. As believed, IITians don’t give productive results until their arse is on fire. This gospel was proved right yet again. The immense pressure was handled successfully. Result: Decent presentation. Ripe report. Happy mentor.
So ended Gujarat!
Aloha, Senior year:
Aloha, Senior year:
And, all of a sudden you find yourself in Senior year. Everything around seems about to fly by and disappear. You realize all these things (hang-outs, random blabs, etc etc) would vanish and die out. You would go into a completely new world with memories alone. Everything else would be left behind. Result: Senti posts at hand in the days to come!
So begins the final year!
