"Finally the sweat and toil of three years has paid off! "
Three years of non-stop CAMs, TEMs, submissions, demos, seminars, lab file completions, not to forget the harsh Vellore Sun and Idly, rasam with curd. The latter may still continue in the lives of most of the batch, placed mostly in Bangalore and Chennai.. But who minds that, now that VIT is out of our lives? ;-) Plus I have warmed up to the idea of steaming hot Idlis and a hot cuppa coffee being a decent Breakfast dish as also the goodness of curd rice as a gentle soothing lunch in the sweltering Southern heat.
I still remember the first time I came to Vellore. The first sight was a man in the station lifting his Lungi into a mini skirt.. The second scene was a group of Auto drivers (later on renamed as Annas), shouting only two words "CMCaa?" and "VITaa?"! So we chose the best bargain amongst the half shouting "VITaa". The next scene was the auto's horn (more precisely, the "bhopu") blaring away its rubber belly to glory.. all the way to VIT. At 2 AM in the morning!
What came next can only be described as something out of a movie set.
From gigantic Technology towers to shiny black roads to the railways chugging their way through in between the campus.. It was going to be quite a surreal experience, I believed. And so it turned out to be. From the first day on, when I was told to open the EZ drive. I tried and tried, but EZ: just wouldn’t run! Psst.. a voice near me advised.. Try only the last letter. I did, and it worked! I exchanged my first wink . Since that day there’s been no looking back. When asked the spelling of my name "m-u-n-m-u-n" never worked. So I resorted to "yum-yoo-yen-yet yanother yum-yoo-yen", as naturally as I had gotten accustomed to curd rice in my life. Well, I didn’t have much of an option.Roti became pappad and pappad became Roti. Sambhar replaced Daal and buttermilk became my new energy drink. Two glasses of that, and I was ready to tackle Microprocessors (in second semester), Analysis of algorithms and design (in fourth semester) and Computer Graphics (in fifth semester). The bickering, the buttering, the betting and the bitching. Been there, seen it all. The only relief was the cool gang of friends I made there.
We would watch people haggling for half a mark and grew wise about insanity and thirst
We would see the boy and the girl talk in semi-darkness and blush when someone came
And then we saw the girl breaking the boy’s heart when the fruitful moment came.
I guess Love’s just a game. For those who have no shame.
We saw the class getting divided into unequal groups of those who weren’t placed and those who were.
There were dreams that we all had seen together. But, which for them had only brought dejection.
And then we saw the morbid days of people avoiding glances and helplessness and rejection.
We saw friends ditch friends: nonchalantly and without any chagrin
Sweet memories and salty tears: both present at the funeral of friendship, killed and left to bleed in the bin of accumulated sin.
But somehow, we have endured it all and come out fresh and wise.
With friends I can rely on, all my life.
Those were the days when each day weaved magic into our lives.
The chuckles, the roars of laughter, adding music to the youthful years of College life.
And though they shall come back no more, the memories shall always be..
Que sera sera.. whatever will be, will be…
Labels: Achievement
At 10 May 2007 at 12:07:00 pm IST, 
Munmun
Dear Eroteme,
Thank you!
Yes, it is an absolute relief. The sun was so harsh this time that I could feel even the bone marrow being sucked away by it! Yet-another reason for being happy: My viva was absolutely smashing!
Dear Arvind,
I completeley understand what you say about the mess rotis.Thank god we had the dhaba to save our appetites ;-)
Dear M(TSU),
Thank you!!
Yes, I wrote it. Did you really like it? :-O I don't feel I write too well. Sometimes i see what other bloggers write and I think "Why do I even write?!" :-)
At 10 May 2007 at 8:31:00 pm IST, M (tread softly upon)
OMG! That was absolutely brilliant. Can I fwd this to a few friends with your name of course? It was like you stole my thoughts and put them in verse.
And the feeling you talk about, is a common one. When I read other blogs I feel so small that I fel ready to almost give up writing. You write well so keep at it.
At 12 May 2007 at 10:58:00 pm IST, Nakshatra
as far as getting out of VIT is concerned a mixed feelings comes from my heart ...great relief as well as sad too...relief in the sence of starting different strokes of life but sad too of missing sooooooo many friends...missing hostel life...hot
gajras..ha ha ha...but as miss munmun says whatever
will be...will be so guys que sara sara...enjoy...n
just accept what life gives to u...
At 26 June 2007 at 1:04:00 am IST, Rupesh
hey,
should have writen this before.. just to remind you again..
jottings from my notebooks
U r right man! finally out of VIT!!!! Last week when i was travelling from chennai to bangalore,I passed via the college.. It was a great relief to see that I dont have to get into the college anymore..... ;)
With luv,
anitha
http://vnanitha.googlepages.com