Firstly, I would like to talk about the first year; there is lot to say about. I was in some other college then I got admission here, in Watumull. Those days were so different than today’s. I was one unknown guy in that class. I still remember, our class was on the fourth floor first room – a ‘window-class’ with very beautiful view of the sea face. In all labs chintu, saili, pappu, neha n me were in one group. Always these girls used to do all calculations n we all guy used to copy those things. We were together as one class, even instrumentation people. I just can’t forget that physics lab (torture place), anna ki cutting while doing metal work, drawing sheets….and the word ‘chavrya’.
Then comes second year, here the first thing happened was, I topped the college… i still remember, I was on the stairs going up… and avinash was running down…”abe vinay, tune top kiya”…yes, these were the words. My class selected me as a CR. Now I was no more some unknown guy. Here the other most important thing, a new person came into our life…Misal Sir… New people took admission…a new category…we used to call them “diploma people”. But very soon they became one of us. I really felt bad about my friends who got drop. And 1 more little funny thing, I made navneet my sister…I can’t forget every person even girls were shocked…”are you mad, how can you do that…” because Watumull was famous as “Navneet’s college”. Hahahahhaha….
Third year…is there anything special. This time I was not topper n all, but my class again wanted me as CR, that was against the rule but still. First time I realized something that cannot be expressed in words. I got ATKT…I failed in exam for the first time in my life (hope it is the last time). Moreover, my life also took a strange turn here, suddenly everything was so different. Don’t want to say much about it, but it was funny that some people were ready to help in that.
Many things happened in between third n fourth year…now again life is so much different. There is not much to say about it surprisingly. Kk, jits, teju – my project group-”Xml guys”. First time we submitted Misal Sir’s journal with more than 2 pages.
Finally, “last but not the least”…I can’t forget your handwriting priya n saili….all my journal work n assignments in every year was aapki meherbani. and one more thing, all you people have malloced special place in my memory…I really can’t forget any one of you. BE COMPS 07 is the best class in the universe.
String theory says that we live in 11 different dimensions, worlds…I can live in infinite number of worlds with you all people. After reading this last sentence kavat will say “chavrya shuru ho gya…”
