Joining Malnad college was one of d many dreams which came into reality wen I joined it
as an I&P student. Even now I remember tat it was exactly 12 A.M wen I
submitted the required documents and DD in the CET cell at B’lore. Could see my
parents standing at the other side of the room looking at me with so much of
proud in their eyes. My mom was literally in tears.. (Or was it just the rain
drops tat poured down on her face???) Well.. what ever it was.. the experience
was for a life time. Then came the orientation program where we were to be
“oriented” towards the professional world that would have to be faced in the
coming years. The day was as usual… but the highlight was to enter the great institution with so much of anticipation and hopes of doing something better (
at least better than the previous performances).
The orientation program was as usual.. with the principal introducing the
freshers with all the branch heads. We waited surprisingly excited to see
who was supposed to be the head of our branch. Maybe that sounds childish.. But
back then we all were the same.. children! Not knowing were to go.. what to talk or to whom?
The 1st year of
college was the time we were shuffled with other branch students. And I had my
own group set up… a group of 4! The other 3 also being gals! Believe it o not..
I din talk to any guy except one geek.. whom I referred to in the ‘bahuvachan’
like the way elders are referred to! Probably I was made fun of in the classes!
But who cares… we never came to know about it!(thanks to my friends… who were not the
‘gossip gal sorts ;)) it was the time wen I din know tat a world existed out of
our world… a world inside a world.. sounds confusing isn't it? But that was the
same condition I was in back then! Not knowing anything about dress sense or
activities going round in the coll or about studies either! There were my
classmates who used to calculate their totals after internals, compare it with the other top scorers and try to do their best to beat them in the sem ending exams.. but there i was… not knowing what the passing marks was… until our
results were announced to declare me as pass… and sent me to the 2nd year!
So.. without realizing anything.. There I was.. Sitting in the front row of our
branch seminar hall.. where our official fresher’s party was there. It was the
day I was super excited.. Since I had to make a whole new set of friends..(My 3
gang member were from other branch :( ) and our lecturers were introduced. Loved
each of them wholeheartedly and I still do! This was the year I opened up to various things… started being vulnerable and active. No worries in mind… used to roam the whole of the campus during the breaks with a chocolate half finished in
my hands( still wonder how I became so popular???;)) I joined a club according to the interest I had.. the ‘Eco club’ dedicated to the serving of environment
and in creating awareness. Well… what do I say? It was the 2nd best decision I've ever done(of course
the 1st being MCE) we did rallies, protests, all around the campus and the city too!
Did the wildest things I’d never imagined! That included going round the city
with a tail on!.... taking lifts from strangers in order to catch up with my club mates… of daring to ask a policeman accompanying us to give me a lift in his
bike! That was the best part! Neva realized I was making a heap of best
memories that I would be treasuring.. with soaked eyes just like now…this was
how the 2nd year came to an end! By this time i was an active member of Eco club… the merit awardee in
some subjects and also the topic for jokes to a bunch of students who never
understood English! :\
The 3rd year is the
time wen u r too old to be called a fresher and too young to be called a
senior! Its high time I was in such dilemma that I still wonder what I did in
the whole of it! And.. all that I can recall is… anchoring some functions..
Getting scoldings from my lecturers who complained about how careless I’d become..getting
caught while hiding on terrace coz of bunking(and being dragged to class just
like prisoners). or just doing some club work or roam around in the campus
aimlessly! (and mom thought I din have any work to do at coll :\ ! mom!!!!!) my
home had literally become a place meant only for lodging since I used to spend
most of my time in coll… even during the vacations (once my lecturer happened to ask me “ you are never seen in coll wen u have a class.. then why are you here during your vacations?” and I din have anything else to say other than giving him an
idiotic smile of mine which is pretty famous too :p) that was the year I din know what I
was doing but still have loads of stories to tell about!
Final year is the time around which you start to get Goosebumps just by thinking
about the finish of the student life (unless u have decided to screw up more
part of your life by opting for higher studies!). it’s the time you realize the
college has indeed become the most important part of your life which includes the
boring lectures(which suddenly turn out to be awesome but certainly not
interesting!), people in your class (who were total strangers until they get a slam
book for u to fill ).. The half an hour break (which seemed to be of no use
during 1st year.. and
now we used to have loads of things planned duly for that same half hour! ).
Then comes the monster of all.. The campus hiring programs! And suddenly
everyone starts studying some of the subjects we had during 2nd or 3rd year (obviously they seem to be new
subjects.. reading it for the 1st time
after all! ).. this is the time around which we realize that we have literally
done nothing in terms of studies.. its high time and loads of pressure is put
upon us.. starting with our lecturers saying “we all have lots of confidence on
u.. Hope u don turn us down “ or our parents saying “ your cousin studying in
Bangalore is having less agree than u.. and has got into a very good company..we
want u get into a better company than tat”. Adding to this heap of pressure,
some of the people whom we would've thought to be our friends turn out to be our arch
competitors.. (those poor idiots too would be undergoing the same pressure! Not to blame them).. after all the recruitment stuffs comes a brief period between
which you need to spend time with your buddies without any internals around the
corner or project work.. and suddenly u realize its never going to be the same
again.. we would be divided into placed and non-placed students… also.. among
the placed.. we would be sub divided into the companies we’ve got recruited to.
By the time we realize whats happening.. project and seminar works come into
picture which literally drives us crazy.. followed by sleepless nights..(not
only for work.. but for planning out silly things like what to wear on ethnic day..
or wen to go for a picnic.. or dreaming about what exactly lies in the world
outside! )
On the whole… college days are indeed the best parts of our lives.. teaching us
what life could be all about.. and I've learnt a great deal out here. Entering a
college like Malnad has not only given me an exposure to things I’m passionate
about but also.. we tend to meet a cadre of people.. coming from a great variety
of cultures.. Kudos to such an institution ! :)
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