This was the status message of Varun on gtalk. It touched something deep inside me. Kind of made me long for my childhood days. The funny thing about being in the final semester of engineering is that u don't spend your nostalgic moments remembering the stuff you used to do in college but rather the things you used to do when you were a child or when you were in high school. Maybe you'll think of the former once you finally do pass out. However I do regularly remind myself that the privilleges that I have now (lots of free time, no worries, the luxury of being able to meet a friend at any time of the day - or night) will be something i'll long for years after passing out. Hence I try to enjoy them as long as I can.
Before I had got a job offer, my seniors used to tell me that once u're placed, life at college is boring. I used to think "that's not gonna happen to me". I was always doing something or the other. I always kept myself busy. So there seemed no way that I (the great me) would be bored. Par jab mera number aaya, I found myself in the same desolate land I was warned of - boredom. That's not because I didn't have anything to do - it was because I didn't feel like doing anything. Mann nahi lag raha tha. So while I was right that not having something to do wouldn't be the cause of my boredom a whole other reason popped up that I hadn't even thought of. Talk of Murphy's law.
And while I am on the topic of life @ my college, let me tell you what I think the biggest problems among the students here are: arrogance and narrow mindedness. Most of the guys here were once among the toppers of their class while in school. So all the respect that they got probably got into their head. Being proud of yourself is acceptable ........ but to the extent that you refuse to appreciate someone else's capabilities? As for narrow mindedness, if a guy talks to a girl in class just casually, he is teased by his male friends. What kind of perversion is that? It's interesting to note that the one's who tease are the same ones that don't have the guts to go up and talk to a girl. The girls are no better. They never take a conversation forward. Instead they look at you as if you are going to rape them. Gawwar sab ke sab. At least this was the case for our branch in the first two years. Needless to say, things didn't improve much in the following years. Last sem when we were to present our projects, a female classmate asked me whether the next one to go in was Remish. I said "I don't know. Why don't u go ask Remish?" To which she replied "How can i do that? I've never talked to him before." What? If that's a reason not to talk to someone then logically she can't have talked to anyone since she was born. How can anyone talk to new people if the prerequisite to talking to them is to already have talked to them before? And if u can't go and talk to your own classmate in your final year then that does not indicate a healthy level of interaction among students of your class.
(This article was written in a moment of weakness when i gave free reign to my feelings. For those who complain that my articles are impersonal, relish this one, coz u're not gonna catch me getting personal very often)