A TOTAL FUCKING EXPERIENCE: 

             Actually I don’t know what to write in this edition of my blog..but I’m desperate to do this right away. Thanks to the recent happenings in my life!!! And I owe this to the groovy old “ University Of Kerala”. Frankly speaking ..i’m really fucked up!!! … You may wonder why I use this “ F word “ in this context. Consider as my weakness in English vocabulary..Since I can’t find a much appropriate and an apposite word for the situation, I’m dealing with!!Coz…human beings are sentient creatures and unfortunately I’m a human being. 

                  Emotional, sentimental…I don’t know which of the alphabetic combinations can make an appropriate definition for the craziness that I’m experiencing right now. I’m sure I could sort out the dilemma in a couple of weeks.

 Going back (a fine process of retrospection)….. 

          Well precisely that would be 18th of July 2010. …Call it as “D DAY”, by dictionary definition D DAY is a date on which something important is expected to happen. But for me it was one of the nastiest day in my whole life. Yes the day, the University Of Kerala published their 8th semester b.tech result, it came with much hype… in fact it truly earned a lot of public attention coz of the daily Malayalam newspapers highlighting this particular news. I also owe sincere thanks to BSNL to make my internet connection on fritz that morning, so that I could flee from my home to check my “much expected“result from another source. 
         I eventually checked my results at one of the local internet cafe in my town. And the result was …well…let it be straight…” failed in one “…well I have already experienced this situation before (since I have got backlogs before..) , but this time…I don’t know….how much I felt that morning!!! (It is a rare phenomenon to fail in the last semester). Now coming back…I got failed in “AUTOMOBILE ENGINEERING”. in fact I got 25 out of 100…yes 25 %. 

           Actually I’m not interested in briefing here the whole rigmarole in convincing my parents about the results. They were also disappointed with their son’s scintillating performance at the university examinations. Not only my parents, the result also meant a lot envious neighbors (today also two of them asked me about my performance!!!!). 

           Within a few hours, I came to know that not only me, but majority of the first 26 roll no’s got failed in the same paper. Frankly...There came a relief… hooo….not only me. Apart from the negative aspects of failures, the results once more showcased the solidarity in 06 -10 batch of sct’s mechanical graduates. I only have a few words to say to the eminent personality (still unknown),who demonstrated a great deal of dexterity and proved himself as a virtuoso in valuing the answer papers. “Well Done You Old Moron!!!!”.  

 UNIVERSITY AND LOKAYUKTA EXPERIENCE 

        Well... Then was the time to do something on this matter. So we decided to go by revaluation. Ohh.. We…sorry I forgot to introduce the “we“ term here!!! 

So. We: 

Abhay Krishnan ( this dude..with job in one hand & the Fu**ing results on the other), Amrith, Myself, Aseem, Ashik Suresh( going through some worst experiences.. ), Basil Alias ( even {we}-1 got surprised ), Fahad, Jinu, Janish, Krishna Gopal, Mukesh Mohan, Sanal Kumar, Thejus, …..etc..this list continues. 

        Of this lot , the cases of Abhay & Ashik were the worst. If Abhay have a job in hand, Ashik had already paid his fees for his post graduate course at SRM University. I don’t know what would be on Ashik’s mind. In the university premises I could see his mom and dad desperate to do something supernatural to get rid of his son from this diabolic situation. They even visited pro vice chancellor to express grievances. Like other self centered morons , he also showed much lesser interest in matters like this. 

          After the acts at university, it was our turn at honorable Lokayukta. Well...Frankly speaking...Unlike from other govt. offices, I was able to find some really great and nice people...they were very helpful and had no hang-ups, and were also soft spoken. The process of case filing was a wearisome process at lokayukta, coz it included lots of Xerox copies and a cumbersome of attested and self attested copies. But the timely help from Abhay’s father Radhakrishnan Nair (to the best of my memory), meant a lot for us. He was there with us from the beginning. And after two days of hefty processes and procedures, every job from our side was completed with much satisfaction, and now the rest is with the lokayukta and the Kerala University.  

STAGNATION STATE:

           I first heard this word “STAGNATION” when I was attending a lecture on “GAS DYNAMICS”...at that time I never thought of the influence this word could make it on our future, and going through my experience it had really made a point in its definition. It’s now precisely 1:05 AM. I’m actually a little bit anxious about my future. I don’t know where I’m heading … now totally isolated, spending much of my time in my green walled room, making some irreverent speeches standing in front of mirror, reading some books, listening enya, life has become irregular, some days I go to bed at 7: 30 pm and some other days at 2: 30 am. And today I don’t know when I would???

       So, nothing much to scribble here…….hoping for the best to happen……………..

Eternal odyssey:

It had been a long time since I  blogged. These days went by reminiscence of the glorious days, which none of us can recreate.

Now, it’s the time for me to introspect rather than to retrospect… since nothing is benefited from the latter, retrospection is just a paltry, but introspection is sine qua non and also vital, since it could give me answers to common phrases like “about ME: “, which in today’s’ context is an unfathomable mystery and needs to be scrutinized.

This phrase as you evaluate can take various forms under different situations and conditions ( like carbon , which exists as diamond and graphite...), so it can be termed as an “allotropic phrase”!!!

The definition of an allotropic phrase with an example.

A common example for an allotropic phrase is “about me”. It can exist in different forms depending upon the situations and conditions.

The given phrase can be duplicated, facsimiled and is made as a question “tell me about yourself?? “…this one finds a lot of application in future life !!.

Since explanation of one phrase consequentially lead to definition of the other, I chose the first allotropy “about ME “.

About ME : Well being a mechanical engineering undergraduate for four years, “ ME “ sounds familiar. Hence ME is MEchanical engineering..infact it can be defined precisely as jobless MEchanical engineer. The latter is a much suitable definition within my perspective, so that I could explain “about me “ with par excellence.

About me : I’m a jobless mechanical engineer by vocation, a unsuccessful entity in life, failure domain, and an individual who never know “ what really is success “ ???. I’m not able to define success, coz I have never enjoyed it. So success for me is just a pejorative connotation.

Apart from the above allotropic forms of phrases, other combination of words such as “ eppo enthu cheyunnu ??? “ are also need to be scrutinized, because this phrase show plethora of attention by the envious human race living around, so the solution should be made as fast as possible. hence I found “ eternal odyssey” the apt title for this piece of writing..ETERNAL ODYSSEY.. the endless journey to uncover the answers for the above. In this short term of the long journey, the major time was spent in preparing resume…which indeed is essential. But resume did not offer much in its credibility. For others resumes are meant for showcasing their abilities and achievements to get hitched up, but for me it’s like showing my shortcomings and weakness to whom I hope will give me a job. I am pretty sure that if someone is to give me a job just by looking my resume, a miracle should happen. From my life miracles are often a jinx, which is thought to bring a bad luck in a mysterious way. So I expect no miracles to take place.

The other new hobbies finding place in my daily routine are mainly reading newspaper..well this is surely a time killer. It takes one to two hours in reading a complete one. I think reading has certain benefits too…certainly five to six new words daily comes to my notice, sarcastically I hope it will improve my vocabulary and reading skills. The other being writing all job test, started from ONGC, IES, EIL, RELIANCE,BANK PO’S……….,it helps me to get out of my home and it gives me about eight hours of leisure time, away from home. Now I even started to bunk some exams because of boredom( it’s hard to sit in an exam hall for 3 hours without much knowledge and I’m the only one to sleep in the hall).

Leaving destiny to god is some kind of escapism from my responsibility and reality. I knew this but I have no choice. I’m not in a mind to prepare for all those upcoming exams, because as I said I’m a failure domain and an unsuccessful entity. Let him find me a way for the rest of my life. Until then the journey continues….yes the ETERNAL ODYSSEY.

19 FEB 2010 : A MEMOIR          
   

 “19 FEB 2010”… the day which we waited…the day which 2010 mech batch waited for long three years..YES!! The day which won us the “KISHORE MEMORIAL CHALLENGERS CRICKET CUP ”

19 FEB 2010…2 pm…finals of kishore memorial challenger cup, M8 V U4 !!!!

The cricket ground was jam packed..with S4 & S8 students…cheering for their teams…I have never seen this much crowd in any of the challengers edition…we were two time semi finalists!!! The atmosphere was vociferous, deafening , earsplitting!!! Actually we were little bit tensed…This was the first time we are on finals ..and  our last chance to win this prestigious trophy!!!

SQUAD: RADHUL, SARATH, KRISHNAGOPAL,NABEEL, ARUN( myself),VISHNU V KUMAR, SOORAJ K S, VISHNU SASI, SHARAVAN, VISHAK,MUKESH, SANDEEP, M. KUTTY, RENJEETH.

Apart from we 13 guys, there  are names that which I should mention in this piece of  inscription…

SABARI , NAVEEN , ANAND  ,JANISH , AMRITH, ASHIK, SAJITH. RAHUL UK & ABHAY (these 2 idiots were not there at finals!!!)….anyway these guys were there with us from the beginning!!!

Well….that was one of the most exciting finals in  the history of challengers!!! We beat them by a margin of about 40 runs and won the challenger….everyone were excited.. and why not!!!!

19 FEB HANGOVER:

                              “ CERTIFICATE OF SUSPENSION “

Awarded honorary to Mr. Sabari CL , Mr. Naveen V, Mr. Radhul B, Mr. Abhay Krishnan for their stupendous behavior. 

Prof. Mr. Balakrishnan                    Prof. Mr. Chandramohan 

Head of Department                                 Principal

 

22 FEB 2010!!!!!

This day in my life..Hoooooo…why????

The celebration of winning challengers were in full swing.. drums were hammered and the sound of drums perturbed the rhythm of our college…we ran into each classes in clusters, where we showcased the trophy and hopped and raised the slogan “ M8 ….. M8”!!!!..The celebration, in one way is a tradition at  sct, where the winners carry the trophies to each classes ( at class hours)  and celebrate their victory by hopping and  shouting slogans!!!!!

            The sound of drums  reached our new principal “ Mr.Chandramohan’s “ ears!!! The sound of drums made his ass burn.  His ass uprooted from the red cushion chair. This unique tradition was  however unfamiliar to this “authoritarian”!!! We went on with the celebration for an hour. As we came downstairs after the celebration…we saw principal, hod ,and some  winners of “scratch & win contest” were eagerly waiting for us…!!! Seeing them we absconded in different directions…unfortunate..AMRITH was holding the heavy drums and was not able to escape…he was hooked by the HOD & THE AUTHORITARIAN…!!!!

Within seconds Amrith was encircled by the authoritarian and company!!!...hi hi!! that was worth a sight “ Amrith holding with drums and don’t know what to do!!!” ...we were not able to bear up the condition and we rushed to the site where Amrith was  undergoing trial with his drums!!…. Seeing the sight of 60 guys scuttling  towards him….principal went a little bit nervous so the HOD.

First time I saw SABARI, JINU, NAVEEN & RADHUL say some filmy dialogue in front of principal to deal with the situation!!!! I was too excited after hearing heroic dialogues from sabari..well I guess principal too got impressed..and it was sure that SUSPENSION would be offered…but for whom???

…after some 20 minutes of altercation the principal ended the dispute!!!!!!!

We were happy…Amrith too was happy..why not…no suspension!!!

After an hour or so…I saw some of our classmates in front of the noticeboard !!!Abhay too was there..well !!! he was not in the morning!!! His eyes were bulged and looked a little bit tensed!! To know what exactly happened I glared at noticeboard and saw the SUSPENSION NOTICE….hi..hi…as predicted:

1.    Sabari

2.    Naveen

3.    Radhul   &  4. Abhay

I still don’t know how Abhay’s name came into the list(someone said ..his project guide Mr. Joy Varghese  suggested his name!!!)….well any way…..it happened!!!!

So, we decided to go for a strike in opposition to the suspension offered by the principal. With Sasi, Sharavan, Sabari ,Naveen, Jinu in front, we called strike by shouting brutal slogans against the new principal. Well the principal seemed helpless at this situation..his dear friend Mr. HOD too was of no use at this time..both of them could only witness classrooms become empty as the strike made progress… and at last we M8 guys marched to the principal room.

 Hooo….principal got terrified and atlast he compromised on a “group apology “!!!...( what else can he do???)

So we signed in a group apology letter and gave it to our own Valyettan (our class rep.)and shouted…….” M8…M8”!!!

Well that that was one of the greatest day in our college life…

All that happened in a single day just for an A4 sheet and some 60 signatures!!!!!

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT:

To Rahul U Krishnan and Vishnu V Kumar, who helped me remember the joyful days and sweet incidences that helped me complete this episode..

...the first few days as a mexxian!!!

Time passed!! An year at college finished!!!!

Reign of “Miss. Sathi Devi” came to an end…giving us lot of horrific memories!!!

I suddenly stood up from the bed..it was past 9 am…oh!! first day of the s3 classes!! “I won’t be able to reach in time”. The day before was terrific (slept at 3 a.m.)...the day which I would never forget in my life & never wanted to , the day which I first tasted “WHITE MISCHEIF” (whisky or brandy..i still don’t know) with my beloved seniors(“…they spent full money”)!!!....

From my bed I directly went in front of the mirror and stared at myself for a minute, I was still in the hands of white mischief!!!. I saw sujith and maneesh (we were hostel mates from first yr) getting ready proudly for joining their first s3 classes..well somehow I managed to leave my hostel at 9.30 am after a quick shower and having some idli’s!!

After 10 mins reached the main building..our class were at the second floor, so I rushed through the stairs…and began walking to the class..when I moved I noticed the s3 ECE, CS and BT classrooms…they were jam packed(it looked a lot like first day of James Cameron movie). With this image in mind I went to my class…I was stunned!!!there were empty seats!! . I was “welcomed” by a lady with “cropped hair” of about 40 yrs(not sure). She stared at me as I took seat near Sarath. I told my name as she marked it in the attendance sheet. “Geetha Kumari”!! Sharath whispered in utter silence. The first time I heard her name I was amazed, it never suited her!! She never looked like a “kumari” but a military woman who teaches discipline in detention centres. She used to wear a two colour sari (it’s military dress that suites her even better than sari!!) , after giving a brief introduction about herself, she started “MOS” : mechanics of solids!!! I looked around..not much familiar faces..even some of us shared our first sight!! After one hour of her disciplinary session, “kumari” said bye with a callous smile…..

That was the time I met some of the mexians of 2010 batch for the first time…I still searched for girls!!!...but unfortunate….none of them appeared…!!!

I was tactically making acquaintance with my new batchmates….my attention was suddenly deviated by an unpleasant scream from the front…a small group of guys were literally battling for the 1st bench..ANISH was leading the pack..he had the charm of a famous kollywood actress so we guys called him KHUSHBOOO!!!, with an ecstatic smile on his face,the pack occupied the 1st bench.

An unusual silence hit the class..the chalk ran through the board writing “CIVIL DRAWING AND ESTIMATION”..A slender middle aged woman occupied the dias..Vishnu muttered “PETRECIA”..this anglo-indian name was a bit strange for the wiry woman. She gave a lengthy speech on how devastating this subject can be!!suddenly a quake hit the 1st benchers..Anish,Hari and Basil started discussing long term and short term measures to deal with this monster of a subject..at last they resided on a “superlative” proposal put forward by china Vishnu..with that innovative proposal “china Vishnu’s” dream of a seat alongside the so called “BHUJIS” was finally accomplished..RAHUL R’s everlasting crave for the 1st bench completely shattered seeing the front benches fully packed..After that I’ve seen many times HYDRU putting forward a lot of BLUNDER IDEAS on many issues to get a front bench seat(motivated by china Vishnu)..unfortunately the bill never passed..”AN IDEA CAN CHANGE YOUR LIFE(SEAT)” never worked in his case!!!

MIDDLE BENCHERS had the real bhujis like Shyam, Anand, Jithu…and talented fellows like Bharath, Vijay, Sooraj,Aswin, Suraj, Sarath, Nabeel, Vignesh,V Pradeep,Sajith, Sanal…..and also the 2 guys Rahul and Hydru still in despair with more blunder ideas..these guys were often seen together discussing strategies to make their plans better..but in vain!!!

The trouble makers were the BACK BENCHERS but the real MACHOS of the lot..OH God!! I was lucky to be one among them… Abhay, UK , KS,Sabari, Jinu, KG , Valyettan.Amrith, Janish , Thejus, V kumar, Sasi, Raymond, Vishakh and Sharavan-Naveen couple!!

                                                                           To be continued…………………….

: an inception of a blog!!!

…here starts my blogging days!!!!

...days at sct..."enjoyment of a lifetime"!!!

It will be the same sunrise…not different from the last day. but………..

Days at “SCT” had given me  handful of wonderful & fresh experiences…joining  day at sct!!!how can anyone forget that???..each and everyone here remember it……..

So what happened at the first day here in my life??

MISSION ENGINEER

…My first day at SCT….i still remember..travelling some 50 stretched kms of enormous traffic in the morning with my parents to arrive at SCT…I saw it’s first glimpse when the man at my back pushed me when he was in a hurry to get down from the rusted KSRTC bus(it was the oldest bus that I have ever seen)…it looked like a typical govt. college washed with yellowish shade.. written in the main entrance gate “SCT COLLEGE OF ENGINEERING”….where I was admitted  mechanical engineering for long 4 years…….

We were three friends from our village…from village to city transition…well it was totally different…we dressed in formals..like a medical representatives…once we crossed the main entrance we saw branded showroom models with their pompous parents who were eagerly waiting at the main auditorium to start the admission procedures..it’s better not to verbalize about the temporarily made auditorium(it’s a drawing hall convertible like a Mercedes s class coupe). We found out three safe chairs for our parents and we secured seats at their back with the aim of setting eyes on gorgeous city girls in modern outfit.

Suddenly everyone stood up as the principal, h.o.d, minister of state transport and some IAS personnel came and they occupied their respective seats at the dais. The proceedings started with prayer..After the 3 minute melody..then started the addressing of all the delegates present in the dais, it lasted for about two hrs and it was totally mind numbing..even we lost interest in girls after hearing that lackluster.

The allotment list were put on noticeboard..we saw a huge horde in front of the noticeboard…I even don’t know how i sneak a quick look at the names of my friends and that of mine…we were admitted to different batches..i was in A batch…and they were in D and G batches. The 420 students were allotted in 7 ( A to G) batches each having a staff advisor. We were advised to be present at their respective batches within 15 mins. The first year classes …rooms along dark corridor..it’s hard to portray…At about 15 mins all the first year A batch students were present. I was disheartened by the sight at my class”7 girls”…that was not the case ..i saw a lot of them in the morning…totally disappointed and exhausted… a long 1 yr with 7 girls..heck..!!..

Eagerly waiting for our staff advisor…the name on paper was “Sathi Devi”…Oh!! different thoughts flashed through my mind…expecting a Sushmita Sen in “MAIN HOON NA”.. atleast this can help compromising for having an odd number of girls in the class..i was sitting in the second bench of second row as our staff advisor came rushing with a loads of white paper.. Dishearted, disappointed, upset, disheartened and dillusioned by the sight..i was expecting a 25 yr old Ms.Sathi Devi..but instead it was a 52 yr old….Mrs.Sathi Devi…She never looked like a maths professor instead a fisherwomen squabbling in local slang, whom u can see in local trivandrum fish markets..her appearance..hi hi…her three fourth forehead was covered by huge circular red bindhi and she usually puts a red rose in her short curly hair..isn’t it weird??? After feeling dishearted I started filling the white paper that my "young" staff advisor had given to me. End of the first day.

..now a final year student at SCT..i realize how quickly those golden days came to an end..now it’s hardly 2 months for graduation. ‘ll surely going to miss boring & sleepy lectures, class bunks, group assignments, one way loves, gossips, cricket matches, birthday treats ,new day resolutions, late night talks and also late night study for exams….

 : life with friends.........

Anything u say…life at sct is life with friends. Coming from different locality and dwelling in same habitat for an elongated period of 4 years!!makes us all the same.

Being mechanical engineering students it was fortunate that we don’t want to suffer the presence of female genie..that’s the main reason which I think fostered a fervent bond among us. Even some of the guys where not able to bear up this condition and can be usually seen in ECE and CSE classrooms at lunchtime.

How can anyone forget the s3 class with 2 doors(entry & exit) resembling to movie theatre, thermodynamics lectures with most minuscule at benches and full attendance in the attendance sheets, jinu’s workout at electrical lecture time, buddies “abhay & sabari” mass bunks, kneeing down to catch sight of under sessionals, gossips & chaluus(kutty’s), challenger cricket tournament, cultural fests( Au Fait, Dishaa, Nirvaan..), hectic workshops and FM Thermal CAD labs,front row bhujiis & lastbenchers, rewind film festival, last minute revision without knowing portions of examinations, group assignments with KK’s real McCoy, Valyettans “thallu”, also how can we forget the b.day celebrations on Sabari Anand and Jinu’s,  the list is incomplete without the “thepps” offered by professors, teachers and also among ourselves and the short funny skirmishes!!!………..every seconds here at sct….it’s worth a lifetime.

 

Came to SCT alone in the aim of becoming a mechanical engineer!!! saying bye to my almamater with handful of sweet memories and sweet friends for lifetime…(no girl friends yet !!! !!!

 ….THANK U GUYS……"ROYAL MEXX ROCKS"!!!…