Very rarely do i write posts about life-my life at that.Well this one is special, not because it talks about past four years of my life, neither because i've completed my engineering (ah, almost), but probably because i've come to love it and almost miss it as well and because this will arguably remain the biggest learning,and unlearning experience of my life. p.s. i've been awake for more than 24 hrs., so this must be some shitty writing and one would need a big heart to find coherence in the flow. Nonetheless, go with the flow, isn't that what engineering is all about ?
Now a hell lot of things are rushing into my head as i type. This is what i hate about writing you just can't get it all out, or maybe writing is not all that natural to me.For starters, i wanted to talk about the few things i learned- how to avoid work, how to take no 'load', how to find an easier alternative to any goddamn problem. But then as is said learning is incomplete unless you learn from the people around you- i understood, though could never check out for myself, hard work pays, maybe later but it does, and it always awesome and incredible to dream fucking big.
Back in the day, when we were all freshers and stuff, with the formals and dress code, all i cared about was running back to home every weekend. And in the weekdays when i was in the hostel all i could do was kill time in any of these ways- carom, cards, TT, bakar(its supposed to mean random bullshit talk), movies, walks in the 'green' campus, attending a few classes in between and the list would go on. Actually, this is what i did for four years, just dropped the dress code in second year, the attendance(whatever 75% i attended with great stress) in third year, and the hostel itself in final. Everything that i couldn't imagine myself doing up to my 12th, i did.So the first three years went in no time and here i was in final year, with my grades(that should put shame on my face, but then it didn't. Well this was the time i realized how truly a good engineer i was). Thus, i realized, i needed to take time off and introspect, and thus my decision to leave hostel in the final year. Bullshit. aisa kuch nahi hua. i missed out on a lot of fun,is all that happened.
So this was my four years in a freakishly small paragraph(ya, i didn't wanna bore you with memories and thus spared you of the emotional atyachaar).
a few good things i did in college-
1.poetry(though i don't know whether or not people like the shit i write)
2.reading books(read quite a few by my standards)
3.amateur photography(though i hate posing, i fucking love capturing moments)
4.a short film(however shitty it maybe, it was awesome) and many more.
Now, would like to come to the concluding part of,what i see till now, a boring read. The worst thing one could possibly do is to quit. It sometimes doesn't matter whether you are a winner or loser, but at all times, it does matter that you stay in the race.(now please don't comprehend this as that life is a fucking race). Now, here comes my second suggestion. Do anything that actually makes you happy, than do something that you think 'may' make you happy. At some point, we come to realize that we ain't enjoying the shit we're doing. Just try and find a way out.I would like to believe there's always another better way(please don't interpret this as that whatever you are doing is not all that good and thus start finding happiness). Next, believe in yourself. Yeah you may not be a hell of a genius, neither may you be a stud, nor even a happy loser. But have faith that things will change and you shall be there.(i was not talking about being in the arms of your childhood crush). Besides, take a break from your life. Take a step back, enjoy the finer things of life, even a little butterfly could blow your fucking mind off, and thus make you happy(well this doesn't mean you be a mindless bitch and lose track of your priorities). Never ever compare success, whatever be your metric- grades, money, love, shit and anything else. There's nothing more shittier than being sad for something that you don't have. Rather cherish all that you fucking got by your side.(this surely doesn't mean that you stop dreaming big). Besides, be honest, if not to others, atleast to yourself. Know about yourself so that others opinions don't surprise you(that necessarily means that don't give a fuck about what others think about you).Lastly, dream big, real fucking king-size big. Dreams are what makes reality lesser challenging, more interesting and even sweeter.(nah this doesn't mean that i am hinting at you to start daydreaming ).Something more, try to be the best you can. Strive for greatness. Yeah that should be your life's goal. Thread your life around that dream dress. I quote, from the movie The Blind Side, hope for courage and try for honor.
Here's me signing off on my engineering days. Yeah, now this is a perfect boring read.
Now a hell lot of things are rushing into my head as i type. This is what i hate about writing you just can't get it all out, or maybe writing is not all that natural to me.For starters, i wanted to talk about the few things i learned- how to avoid work, how to take no 'load', how to find an easier alternative to any goddamn problem. But then as is said learning is incomplete unless you learn from the people around you- i understood, though could never check out for myself, hard work pays, maybe later but it does, and it always awesome and incredible to dream fucking big.
Back in the day, when we were all freshers and stuff, with the formals and dress code, all i cared about was running back to home every weekend. And in the weekdays when i was in the hostel all i could do was kill time in any of these ways- carom, cards, TT, bakar(its supposed to mean random bullshit talk), movies, walks in the 'green' campus, attending a few classes in between and the list would go on. Actually, this is what i did for four years, just dropped the dress code in second year, the attendance(whatever 75% i attended with great stress) in third year, and the hostel itself in final. Everything that i couldn't imagine myself doing up to my 12th, i did.So the first three years went in no time and here i was in final year, with my grades(that should put shame on my face, but then it didn't. Well this was the time i realized how truly a good engineer i was). Thus, i realized, i needed to take time off and introspect, and thus my decision to leave hostel in the final year. Bullshit. aisa kuch nahi hua. i missed out on a lot of fun,is all that happened.
So this was my four years in a freakishly small paragraph(ya, i didn't wanna bore you with memories and thus spared you of the emotional atyachaar).
a few good things i did in college-
1.poetry(though i don't know whether or not people like the shit i write)
2.reading books(read quite a few by my standards)
3.amateur photography(though i hate posing, i fucking love capturing moments)
4.a short film(however shitty it maybe, it was awesome) and many more.
Now, would like to come to the concluding part of,what i see till now, a boring read. The worst thing one could possibly do is to quit. It sometimes doesn't matter whether you are a winner or loser, but at all times, it does matter that you stay in the race.(now please don't comprehend this as that life is a fucking race). Now, here comes my second suggestion. Do anything that actually makes you happy, than do something that you think 'may' make you happy. At some point, we come to realize that we ain't enjoying the shit we're doing. Just try and find a way out.I would like to believe there's always another better way(please don't interpret this as that whatever you are doing is not all that good and thus start finding happiness). Next, believe in yourself. Yeah you may not be a hell of a genius, neither may you be a stud, nor even a happy loser. But have faith that things will change and you shall be there.(i was not talking about being in the arms of your childhood crush). Besides, take a break from your life. Take a step back, enjoy the finer things of life, even a little butterfly could blow your fucking mind off, and thus make you happy(well this doesn't mean you be a mindless bitch and lose track of your priorities). Never ever compare success, whatever be your metric- grades, money, love, shit and anything else. There's nothing more shittier than being sad for something that you don't have. Rather cherish all that you fucking got by your side.(this surely doesn't mean that you stop dreaming big). Besides, be honest, if not to others, atleast to yourself. Know about yourself so that others opinions don't surprise you(that necessarily means that don't give a fuck about what others think about you).Lastly, dream big, real fucking king-size big. Dreams are what makes reality lesser challenging, more interesting and even sweeter.(nah this doesn't mean that i am hinting at you to start daydreaming ).Something more, try to be the best you can. Strive for greatness. Yeah that should be your life's goal. Thread your life around that dream dress. I quote, from the movie The Blind Side, hope for courage and try for honor.
Here's me signing off on my engineering days. Yeah, now this is a perfect boring read.
