Engineering College..

Life of a person takes a gigantic leap the day he steps into a college and the genesis of his dreams plunges on the journey of 4 years of Fun, Frolic and Books. The excitement multi folds if he is a proud part of any Engineering/Medical college. Though I did not attend any medical college (although I wanted to, though I wanted everything) so I’ll not get into any anecdotal ranges of the same.

Well let me first tell you some stereotypical and Generic facts of an Engineering college (Devoid of the fact whether it’s an IIT or any Lala Foos Mal college of Engineering)

1) There would always be a security guard at the main gate with whom you would want to forge friendly relations.
2) There would always be a gang sitting in the corridors teasing the by passers.
3) There would always be a khokha not more than 20 metres from the main gate of the college where an old aged person would serve you Chai, mathi and cigarettes.
4) There would be a few couples whom u would find in the Safe corners ( Discussing about Java, C++ ,C- -and primarily their future plans)
5) There would be students who would sit right under the nose of the teachers and would say YES MA’AM – GOT IT MA’AM at every instance.
6) Then, there would be students (Read Guys) who would grow Beard during Exam days. ( I still wonder why they need to grow beard to prove that they study)
7) You would always find a guy walking down to library at unearthly hours with tons of books in hand.
8) And then, there would always be a beauty in the college for whom every guy would say – Yaar..Agar yeh haan kar dey na to saala shaadi kar lu!
9) There would be couple who would even visit the libraries on Saturdays n Sundays to discuss about various other things ranging from Future planning to Family Planning.
10) And, some morons like me who prefer not to attend classes and roam around the college unnecessarily.

Will pen down soon.. the remaining part.

Does God Really Exist?

At times I wonder why does god reflect a prejudiced and trivial side to an individual. Does god treat everyone disparately? Does he have the right to misuse his power to be partial? Does his existence is really a truth or just a chicanery? All these question when I asked to myself last night gave me a perplexed outlook towards his existence.

(Flashback)

Last night, I felt bored of going through the regular-generic Finance case study, so, just in order to rationalise my “Fin-key” thoughts and to give relaxation to my dead brain cells I pulled out an year old edition of The Outlook which was safely lying Virgin ( Read Unread ) in my drawer. While flipping through the pages I was stuck up to an article about a Retired IAS officer who lost his wife and a son in an accident sum two years ago. Embracing the reality and moving on with the life was the only option left, he said mournfully. However, even worst came when his second son, daughter-in-law and the only grandchild died in a fatal accident... The poor unfortunate retired officer couldn’t take this... Went into depression and now he is inmate in one of the mental asylums.

A shiver underwent my nerves thinking about the man..How the man would have felt Cremating 2 sons, wife, daughter-in-law and a grandchild in just 2 years of time. Every emotion came to a standstill in just 2 years. Albeit, he must have thought of a contended family after retirement while serving his tenure as Secretary.

In a somber mood I closed everything, including my Investment case which I had to deliver today but I could not. I’m feeling too gloomy to do anything. I want to meet the poor man. I want to console the unfortunate soul. God cannot be so cruel to an individual. How can he simply do that??? How can he? All these thoughts paved way to certain thoughts vis-a-viz everything related to atrocities of god.

All these Investment electives...Exchange Programs... Professors... Cases... Grades...Placement sounded divestiture of one’s dreams and hard work at this point of time.

And I was just left with a single question..Does god really exist???

However as they say – Change is only constant in this impassive world. Anyway lets regain my focus again...