Engineered, But...

So, I am done with my engineering finally. I managed to get a distinction in my final year. But now, I ask myself this, Was it all worth it? Does Er. Anurag make me all proud? Have I achieved anything except may be graduating from an AICTE Approved University? Well the answer to all of the above is obviously a Big NO!

You know, now that I have graduated and am ready to make that transition into an office kind of an environment, I am kinda starting to understand the difference here. Why on earth do companies come and take fresh graduates like us? What is it that separates us from any other guy on the Street? It’s the quality of education one would say! Naa… I think they expect something much more from us. And that “Much more” thingy sadly is not taught inside colleges. The Professor who teaches us inside the classroom just imparts his knowledge and goes away. But frankly is that of any use? Last 10 days of exams…Put in as much of stuff as you can in your squeaky little mouth and once you reach the exam hall and the bell sounds, just vomit or puke it out…Or then dress up properly during Viva time and plant a nice li’l smile in front of a zombie who would either try to grin at you or try to terrorize you blabbering all sorts of things like ”I will fail you” or “You know absolutely nothing, why don’t you go and do a bsc?” Ironically some girls even shed tears coming out of the viva room. Noobs don’t even realize that these things won’t have any effect on their viva marks. They ultimately lie with the internal. So it’s the subject teacher's wrath that they should be scared about and not of any zombie who’s job is to mock and ridicule you… All these are disappointing realities in our education system.

But sadly this reality doesn’t quite work in a private office environment. Here one has to have a know-how of various things. One has to practice what one has preached…But sadly no one has done that…All one has done so far is puked…puked out knowledge. The one’s responsible for this i.e. exams…they are gonna continue…I don’t think anybody will scrap that and may be it shouldn’t… But one could do with some kind of accountability. That yes I understand this. I don’t wanna puke if I know this! Eventually the onus is on us. How can we ourselves enhance our own skills and come out trumps! Perhaps the old man’s saying is applicable even today… Self Help is the best help one can do for himself. :)

Tryst with an Elderly

P.S :I initially thought of describing my trip to chiplun over the weekend ,but that was untill I returned back home yesterday.Thought this thing which you are about to read will make for a more intresting post.Just to say,That Chiplun is a wonderful place.It wasn't chiplun exactly but a 2 hour ride from there,I stayed in my mama's Quarter in RGPPL (Ratanagiri Gas
and Power Pvt Limited also known as Enron or Dhabol)It's hard to imagine that such a place existed just 5 hours away from a cramped city like Mumbai.

"JanShatbdi 20 Minute Late hain Sahab",Ganesh our pocket sized driver informed us.We had arrived early at the station and now we had to wait some more ...TING TING TING Yatri kripya Dhyan de....That probably repeated for the 10'th time and pissed me off...Finally the Dadar bound train arrived and as luck would have it I got a window Seat.I bid Mami Goodbye and as the train left the station,a voice from the adjacent seat caught my attention....Ki Bangali ??....Huh!..Naam ki?...Anurag ...Anurag ki ??Bhattacharjee ??...Well not really...Ohh well ...He said,You Can Call me Tamboli...Like in Bengali there is Ganguly..Likewise I am
Tamboli..Hahahahaha...!! Now Since there was no good book or a mobile in my hand (Some kinda Sim Problem :( ,I was'nt that pissed off...This 3 Hour journey would'nt be that boring afterall.The Man in Question would have been in his 50's ..Probably Mid or late 50's...Had a Slightly bad body odour,not that distracting....Kauthay Jaache ??...* Now seriously Non-Bengalis
should'nt try speaking the Language,they make a Complete mess*...Panvel Uncle ...Had to show some courtsey and so counter-Questioned him ...Thane,he said..Actually I am going to Nashik for my son's engineering admission !!..So what did you see in Chiplun ??...Marleshwar,Ganpatiphule..You did'nt go to Guhagar Beach ....And so he took out his nokia and began to show me all the pictues and videos of that place...Chai Chai..Will you have some ?? You people eat this,don't you,hahahaha ..Gave a half-smile to that old silly joke...No Uncle,Thank-you !!Arre Doh Chai denaa...Ohh Well ..Free mein hain toh why
not,I thought ... :P

Our Conversation Continued about Engineering,it's benefits,Various Colleges around Navi-Mumbai,about my hobbies and about Kolkata where he was apparently posted as an officer in the army.When he saw I was starting to get a little bored he said,almost in defence...Kya hotaa hain,When you Travel you converse with different kinds of people...this gives you two things...Pleasure and Information...and the best part is that you probably know that you will never ever meet that particular person ever in your life,hahahaha...Ohh well that's so true !!Then he picked up his mobile and dialled at his residence....Arre Chaitanya...Mazaa Barobar Ek Third Year Cha Mulgaa Baslela aahein ...Tujha Kaay Tari Doubts vagere asel tar tu Vicharoo Shaktoh ...Ohh Great..I Have to play some sought of an Engg-Agony Uncle here...Gave him some sought of "advice"which I,myself wasn't sure off :P...Finally after three hours of "not that bad a journey" the train approached Panvel....Abar Dekha holo...Holo naa Uncle Hobe ...Ho-be,Ho-be ....By the way...My name is Tamboli...Just Remember Ganguly....Hahahaha,he Sighed off.

The Return of the Confused Souls

Yes Yes atlast my exams are over *Sigh of relief floats across the face, dies down eventually*..if all things go well I should be in the LAST YEAR of my engineering ....Gee's seems surreal the way these 3 years have just "whooshed" past away like a dash of wind blowing across your face like it does during the time of Spring.Three Years of college,lectures,exams and the dreaded of them all, the RESULTS.....seen that,done that.One more Year of doing the same...I got no choice but to fight it out for another Year.Seniors tell me that this would the most enjoyable Year of them all ...I hope they are Right coz uptill now it has been all, but that...... :(

As I went that day to give my last paper of Computer Graphics I saw a bunch of People who I had'nt seen before hound around the college chit-chatting...Girls doing their usual giggling and boys studing the college from top to bottom as if they had'nt seen such a marvel before...Ohh,it finally dawned on me,cet results had just been out and they might have come window shopping or rather college shopping err..whatever that means...As I entered college I saw a bunch of people looking at some kind of board, a man-made board which I had'nt seen before ...I thought some important notice might have come up so I just made some space in that small crowd to have a look, what I saw made me giggle...it had information of the various branches that our college had and when those branches had started and all other kinds of information...Gee's I can't even distinguish a wannabe F.e from someone else I thought !! I overheard the bunch discussing,hey this branch started just 5 years ago and this did 8 years ago, so it would be better if we join the latter...won't it ??..I coughed and could not control my laugh that time ...In the midst of it all I forgot......I had a paper to give !!!

These confused lot of teenagers can't even decide of what they want to do in life.It makes no sense to say what the guy who made me cough say.I mean are'nt you supposed to know whether you want to go in the field of I.T or Tronics.Hell most of them don't even know whether engg is good for them or not.The poker faced "-just-out-of-school" teenagers ai'nt aware of what they wanna do in their lives.They seem to forget that there is a word called as "Interest" in English Dictionary..Go in that line where your "Interest"lies,in that line where you will be happy and content with your life in future...but it's rather sad that most of them either don't want to or because of peer pressure pursue something else (most of the time it's engg).Teengers today don't have a goal in life ...their goal sadly begins to develop when they are either in the middle of their education or when they graduate..then they begin to drift apart and pursue something else...but why do that...One really should have a vision in life and that should really develop when he/she is 15 rather than 22...There's no hard and fast rule that it should...but things become much easier that way ....don't they !!!

As for me ...Working Class Hero is All I wanted to be and trust me ...that's something to be.... :)