FINAL YEAR BLUES

The pyramid of final year responsibilities had started taking shape during the days of our last summer vacations of the college life itself, most of which was spent completing our internships. I must admit the training did  commence with us stepping into the respective companies or institutes with bags which possessed some pens and notebooks  in them. The few initial days were definitely spent gathering knowledge and taking ‘ interest’ in the industrial environment which was a totally new experience for most of us. But then as the days passed and we substanciated that we had to spend 8 weeks(conditions applied ;))under the same modus operandi, the bags started shrinking for the writing material, the tea breaks which earlier used to witness budding entrepreneurs soon enough got a taste of pakka engineers  and the after hours which were spent revising the on job training tutorials were being purposefully invested in the shopping complexes and food joints .Finally after going through all this rigour, we did endure our summer internship successfully.

Then came the first day of our final year quest. We stepped into the campus all stuffed with the enormous feelings of “the seniormost students” in campus. Somewhere   though,in the nook of our minds loaded with numerous querries related to ,the most important target now to be for us “placements”.

The 7^th semester henceforth began with the bash of friendship day party, moving further to one of the most awaited intracollege fests “Engineers’ Day”, and  of course the diwali break after strugging our ways out of the two, now not so important aspects of our lives “midterms”.

Vacations ended and slowly we fourth yearites began to get a feel of the scheduled final year blues coming our way.

The notice board had already started heating up the environment for us.

“ATTENTION

 B.TECH FINAL YEAR”

These few words were enough  to give those butterflies in the stomach and warm up the environment for the fourth yearites.

The subject of these notices kept changing and everytime giving new jhatkas to us especially the deadline factor I would say. 

Well that is so much like engineering grads…so no regrets

All’s well that ends well and it does work out, to end well for the b.tech students and if by any chance it doesn’t, we can always make it happen.

Yes I am definitely obliged to this system of graduation called engineering which has made every individual who belongs to it…masters in the art of slogging.

And with this potent weapon in our hands we got through with another one of our semesters.

But  this time it did not have to end here. There was this goliath called “PLACEMENTS” awaiting us with open arms.

When the entire college campus was in a festive mood for Christmas and New Year preparing to take the first flight back home, we, the final year people were gearing up to take another and the most crucial challenge of our lives, head on.

The placement season began with the so-called ‘personality development’ workshop , courtesy one of the companies, where we ended up making paper t-shirts and playing the pipe and marble game. Well we were being imparted the values of team work.

The fight started with the well known names belonging to the Indian as well as global IT zone coming to our campus one by one.

  Soon enough most of the students were able to grab a place for them in one or the other troupes.

By the time the earth was going to enter the new revolution cycle and after a few days eventually, most of the 4^th year students had been successful in securing a job for themselves.

Hence began the 8^th  and the last semester of our college life with a bash of joy and excitement. 

This entire experience did leave me with a lifetime conclusion and that I would carry with me forever…..

Everything turns out to be fine by the end…if it does not, then that is not the end…PICTURE ABHI BAKI HAI MERE DOST!!!

And another one...the most important...ENGINEERS ROCK!!!