Many of you won’t be acquainted with this name, especially those who are dwelling outside Jammu. Let me have the pleasure to introduce you to MIET, it stands for Model Institute of Engineering & Technology situated in Kot Bhalwal (place having a famous jail also), Jammu, though some ex-students & students call it Mast Institute of Entertainment & Time-pass. If you happen to take a survey of this college & ask its students about it, then I am afraid you won’t get a very good response. They’ll have lots of complaints & they’ll tell you many things that this college lacks. But if you ask me, then I’ll tell you about the happiest days of my life that I have spent here & the numerous sweet memories that this college has given me.
I am presently in 6th semester that means, three more semesters still to go for my engineering to be over but I don’t want my college life to be over.
I had never thought I’ll join this college. In fact, I never wanted to be an engineer in the first place (What I wanted to be? Don’t ask as I don’t want to scratch my old wounds). But as they say, God has already planned everything. The initial days of my college life were depressing as hell because this college was an altogether different planet for me with no familiar creatures & to add more to this depression there was that ragging stuff. Although I wasn’t ragged that much (thanks to my surname) but still giving that formal intro again & again, and standing & wishing seniors whenever they entered our class was equally depressing. At that time, whenever a senior entered our class, we felt like killing that senior then & there only. One good thing about this ragging thing is that, it brings you closer to your classmates instantly because these creatures are also going through the same phase. You don’t have to give your formal intro to them as they get to hear it almost 100 times a day. Many of us had pledged that they won’t treat their juniors like this but when you become senior, some sort of devil takes control of your senses & you want to take revenge from those new innocent creatures by following the footsteps of your seniors. But as nothing lasts forever, even this ragging phase was over soon.
First semester was occupied with this ragging stuff mainly, though there were many more things also. One of the important incidents of our first semester was our first mass bunk. I really can’t forget it. Hiding from our HOD, being caught by him & then promising him that this won’t happen again. Since then 90% of mass bunks are a big flop & only 10% is the success rate. There are many things associated with these mass bunks, especially with the flop ones. I remember every time we decided to have mass bunk, principle had a good walk, running after us & we still marching towards the main gate uninterrupted.
(path leading towards college gate)
Many times, some of us are caught from canteen, library, and net lab & are made to attend the class. No one ever wishes to be caught because whoever is caught is not only scolded by the principal & HOD but also rest of the class or I can say he or she has to face opposition of class. He or she is looked down as untouchable. Our principal & HOD are really very free persons or in my words they are indeed very velle. After every successful mass bunk, they call our parents to tell them about mass bunk. These mass bunks are associated with many controversies also. Our principle changed, our HOD’s changed, even CR’s changed but we are still the same, too stubborn to say no to mass bunks. In regard to these mass bunks we have always been jealous of CSE branch as their mass bunks are always successful & they are never caught. There has always been hell lot of comparison between us & them pertaining to class unity. But now as if God has finally listened to our prayers, this time their HOD made them to attend classes till the end of the semester while we were enjoying at home.
(Bhag-e-Bahu gardens of our college)
Every place in this college is special to me as it has numerous memories associated with it. Our college is famous for parks. In winter, it’s really good to bunk classes & enjoy warm sunlight in these parks. One such park, near to college gate is called lovers’ garden, though it not meant for lovers only. I also have spent lot of time there discussing some stupid stuff & playing some silly games.
How can I forget about college canteen? Our college canteen is the heart of our college, as it is in every college. I think it is one of the best canteens one can have, regarding location, as I am a nature lover though its menu sucks. We have consumed gallons of cold drinks & tonnes of chips, celebrating our ever little achievement & moments of happiness, though we don’t need any special occasion to be here, we can invade it anytime. We have played lots of Truth-and-dare & dumb charades here. This truth-and-dare also reminds me of some controversies. In summer, it’s really very refreshing to bunk those boring classes & sit her. (I have spend major part of my 3rd semester here).
Now coming to library. Don’t worry I am not going to discuss about those boring engineering books found here, but ya I was introduced to famous novelists Agatha Christie & Jeffery Archer here. And that Photostat shop,adjoining reference library, that swallows our pocket money without a gulp.Well this also reminds me of assignments but I am not gonna discuss about them as I have already discussed then in a post.
Laboratories & workshops also need a mention as we have played many pranks here & shared many things.
Now coming to the most important place, associated with numerous memories that are worth million dollars - our classroom or I can say our KARAMSHATRA. My classroom is the habitat of a variety of species ranging from most studious to most mischievous, from most quite to most talkative, from actors to singers, from schemers to the innocents. Some act like the most innocent angels, with their deceiving Mona Lisa smile, in front of teachers but are actually mischievous devils in reality, we fondly call such creatures as "Frody".We are a bunch of devils & don’t spare any teacher, especially the newly appointed ones. In spite of giving our intro to them, we take their intro & after listening to their aggregate percentage that uhhhs & ahhhs keep echoing in the classroom for the whole lecture. And then there are that Bham Bham Bhole, N N Vohra Hai Hai slogans too, though agitation in Jammu is over long ago, but I guess I’ll have to listen to these slogans till I am in this college. I don't know what sort of instant talent gets into my classmates, that all of a sudden there's is band of singers in our class & this band can sing any song of your demand, no matter if the teacher is still in the class.Many little things & some very big have happened here that I can’t forget. Many memories are associated with every classmate. Like there is a guy in our class, wherever a teacher asks for any question, the only question he asks is which book to follow, even if it is the end of the semester the question remains unchanged, always the same. Another guy always has one answer for any question & the answer is, “It’s because of noise”. Another guy who doesn’t have any reason of laughing, oh my mistake, I mean smiling because he has got a smiling face, that’s what he tells teachers. There are also some special appearances in the class whom we get to see during exams or during some special occasions. Then there are some brilliant students whom we don’t want to be present in the class, if it is our seminar. These teachers are also very strange creatures, each having his or her own unique way of teaching combined with some peculiar habits. Like there’s one who keeps on saying “Thik hai, Thik hai” & we bet how many times she’ll use this word in one lecture. Once I counted & this “Thik Hai” count was 135. Then there are others who are just too slow & they can make you to go on hibernation if you listen to them attentively. Some have a very different accent, that can make you to laugh & then are some more whose English is so good that you develop inferiority complex (like one used to say “as this going on increasing, that going on decreasing"). God please forgive me, even mine is not that good.
Well I have also seen many small things turning into big issues & friends becoming enemies, many make-ups & break-ups & many more things while being in this college. When I joined this college I didn’t know anyone here but now whole class is my friend. Friends who are always there with me during those depressing days of results, not only in those days but always there for me & of course I am always there for them.
There are many more things that I wanna share. In fact I can write a book on my college life, but writing everything in this post won’t be a good idea. I have evolved into an altogether different person during my college life. This college has taught me many things about relationships, friends, sharing & above all it has taught me to be just a good human being rather than being anything else!!!
really, when I’ll read this post after 2 years, I won’t be able to read it without wetting my eyes.
Anyways, here’s a request for everyone whoever reads this post, do comment on it & share some experiences about your college life or school life. Please please do comment because post is very special to me.