Admissions
Getting an admission into an engineering college in India isn’t really hard. It’s hard luck that one comes to know about this fact only after getting into an engineering college. For admissions it’s a total two years of a lock down period with books, books and tutorials. Every Indian high school science student prepares for the IIT-JEE entrance examination. I tried to convince my parents I’m not worth the money or the time but they just won’t understand. Just like all others’ parents, mine put me into two years of rigourous training for IIT-JEE entrance. Of course I didn’t make it.
Ragging
Before entering college we’ve all seen ragging in Bollywood movies, stupid Ekta Kapoor soaps on TV and heard about it from our cousins. It’s supposed to be a torture. In engineering colleges it isn’t really a big deal. At the most you get to introduce yourselves in either pure English or pure Hindi. Thanks to the various disciplinary committees formed at various engineering colleges across the nation, ragging is only limited to hostels. I was made to fuck a key hole in the hostel. Yeah poor me!
Hot Teachers
Is it just me or is it that the faculty at almost all engineering colleges are so hot! All of the lecturers during my first semester were real hot chicks. I mean those hot chicks were like straight out of the oven. My attendance never went down. I didn’t even care who taught what! All I cared about was who wore what that day! In the end, it all ends up in a WTF moment when it comes to exams.
Living the Hostel Life
If you’re in India chances are that you’ll have a Mc Donalds outlet nearby but you won’t have an engineering college in your city. Even if one exists, you won’t get an admission into it. That’s like one of the laws of engineering colleges. Living the hostel life is pure shit. The food stinks. You never know who your room mate is going to be. It’s all like an arranged marriage. And then you have to make an excuse to the warden every time you plan a night out.
Placements
The placement period is a real let down. It’s like an explosion just took place and everyone is running up and down over you like crazy. People whom you referred to as friends for the past three years are all ready to slit your throat. Competition is tough and every second, every little piece of advice counts. Those who get placed first get that saala-lucky-boy.girl look from everyone who got left out. The interviews are almost like MTV Roadies auditions minus the abusing.
