days to sem
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Hi there friends, it’s been a long time I have penned something। Was really busy for the 7th end sem & the only 1, I mean no 7th course or curriculum gives U another such encounter। Its once & its over & yeah of course ! It’s gr8। Although exam was fair but still I m skeptical about the BPUT’s checking…it’s a bull shit & I mean it. I bet every one would agree! Keep away the toppers except Nanda (our genuine EEE topper). Lots so modules still lying out need to cover a lot. …the Power system topics (PSE, PSP, PSOC) add to the trouble which are truly in gullible. Its 15 days to sem & I m in the mid of pacific ocean. I cant sail back & the destiny is far…the Communication Engineering course (CE) was over so early, the bald teacher (Mr. Girish) ostracized the details & the way he completed was just a fiddlestick. We still remember the day when he declared the course’s over & we were looking on to each other’s face with utter surprise.
Coming to Power System Protection (PSP); a great fight between Mam & Sanjay ended the class. Anita Mam left us. That is the way we were left over onto ourselves to finish the course.
Power System Engineering (PSE) Mr. H.K. Panigrahy the cartoon teacher, so innocent. The class raillery made him to escape from the college in a way as if he’s a pick pocket. Yeah the last time we remember talking to him was the evening after the NBA accreditation, when we forced him to pay us Rs.200 for the sweets, he handed the money & flew away….(very funnnyyy indeed…) & we never saw him again in the college…
.
Power System Operation & Control (PSOC) was the only subject that was over in time & it was the only arduous paper for sure. All in all it was a hunky dory.
Marketing Management (MM) I was the hot favourite of Durga Sir. For my Business-Plan which bagged the 1st prize @ IIT-kgp beating the team from IIM-B. Judges: IIMs, XLRI & ISB. He always gave away my example when it comes to innovation “Sinha’s Pedal power generator.” Sinha! Sinha! Sinha! …in the whole class & this became a cliché for me. Everybody looked on to me whenever the class started & that was really embrassing…I was like “hey friends its not my fault?”
.
Advanced Electronic Circuits (AEC) the BP sir, I remember only 2 things in class…”when the Transistor T1 is ON; transistor T2 is off & vice-versa”. Huh…still it’s such a lovely paper. I truly enjoyed reading AEC & managed to do well in sem. The preparation was all in haste.
The end sem was fair & okay except the CE paper…& still fingers crossed for the results.
You ask an engineer how many days U need to finish a book & he replies “When is the sem?” Well if you ask me then I would honestly accept such criticism & I bet every engineer would love it.
.
Well friends this end sem exam was just a normal stuff but the only specialty is that, it was my penultimate sem to step out as an engineer. I mustered 4 long years to be an engineer & now I m only 150 days away to pass out. I would certainly love to pass-out soon & don’t want to visit the campus again for the special purposes (All BPUTians understand this Buzz Word). If I still manage to pass-out safely, adding to my worries the Global-Recession is waiting for all of us to engulf for the sin that we are freshers. (likes of L&T infotech has put me on hold not before 2010).
.
This sem was no different from the rest of my sems & the strategy was all the same i.e. ‘No strategy’. I love blogging & it all started in the 3rd Year. I have always said I love my college; everything here is to be loved about…except The PRINCIPAL...(BASTARD)
.
The legendary hostel life, The next best thing was the hostel, not opulent but still it was very comfortable living with the Bumpers, super seniors & the immediate ones. The Block-shaped beds made of cements, your bones will crack but the bed wouldn’t even if you try to harm it.
I have been in hostel-1 ever since it was the only boys hostel in the campus with its block shaped bed & small kitschier architecture. If you see it at a glance it gives a feel like “Hey how can I fit in”? Don’t blame your size but instead the architecture is to be blamed” for the notion.
But as I started living there I loved it, persons with what so ever the biggest sized like that of ‘Asutosh Padhy’ also fitted in comfortably. After KIIT my Alma was the 1st ever private college to introduce the internet facilities into the hostels & set up a LAN way back in 2005, in the state, which was commendable.
.
Note: No comparison of KIIT & JITM. It’s a joke.
.
My 1st room was 107- the ground floor, then flew up to the 2nd floor in room-310 in front of somu’s room (Josh might know him better). In the 3rd year I joined Ullas & Puru sir at room-212. It proved to be a turning point of my life. Presently living with Rajeeb-The scientist (I call him) & a fresher in room-208. The fresher might hate me for I tell him to fill in the water bottle all the time. (haa haa..)
.
.
Getting up late & rushing for the toothbrush & toilets which is always pre-occupied no matter how early I may rise from bed…? How irritating…? Later on beating the doors & yelling-out “Saale! Nikkaaal ! ”…”Nikkaaaaal Mat !” (i.e. “Don’t Wank”)…I too need to bathe. Even you get the bathroom free, again you have to crack nuts to get a bucket & mug. U might discover your mug & basket moving floors up & down through out the hostel. As if its was a public property or everyone has got only yours. So again shouting & moving room to room begging for a mug & you end up with nothing. So you get out to class like this. The situation is worse in the winter season, the water’s so chill. Still the hostel was our niche; we were happy & safe in our hostel. It was not so opulent but we have absolutely fitted into just like a screw fits in..? The loud songs & the loud cry-outs @ the balcony, the scene still rumbles in the heart. The hot discussions about ‘Amrita Mam’ (EE teacher), hot chicks (although rare in JITM) was one of the favourite time-pass. There were a lot of guys who considered themselves the master of witty-banter, Man2, Amit (Jaundice) being a few. Mrinal hitting ‘Amrita Das’ hard on her debut class.
can U see me ?
.
The college atmosphere is tranquil, quite comparable to a gurukul as it’s rightly named as “Engineering Gurukul”. I m sure it was true but...unti
l the PRINCIPAL joined us. Its all green everywhere so many trees, vegetations, hills, villages, paddy fields & so much. It gave us a feel as if we landed onto forests. The air was so clean, absolutely pollution freee. So we had frequent encounters with the greats of like The King Cobra & some of the highly venomous scorpions & yeag the like of Pythons tooo & these innocent creatures are brutally killed in a place where Engineers are build, what a disguise! A beautiful temple resided in the heart of the hill, it was so beautiful & it’s a store house of so many memories of so many love buddies, Even I m a part of it. So many love stories started, so many cherished, so many got closer, got intimate & the rest was left over. Just one word would suffix all i.e. the temple has a gr8 history & it’s also a witness of my Love story. During the rainy season the clouds come down to the hills to bestow their love & beauty to us. It’s worth capturing. The hostel balcony gives the full purview of this wonderful scenery.
.
The only communication link to the town is the local busses which never followed any itinerary. Like you may wait for hours & end up walking up to Ranadevi. Other alternatives are the Jeeps, trekkers & autos where we have to climb up & then it rumbles the way on to the roads like jet-planes & we enjoy being @ top, without shifting the center of gravity, we were so used to & so are the drivers. This experience was really unmatchable as no where can we enjoy such thrilling top-travel. Yeah girls might miss it out every time & can only imagine the pleasure I narrate. It’s been a long time travelling @ top because of my love.
The legendary basketball court. Yeah how can I not narrate that?
The 1st time I came to college I carved out a common consensus & agreed to my dad that it’s a very good college for me, because it had ‘A basketball Court’, internet facilities & EEE as a branch. Truly speaking the name Electrical & Electronics fascinated me ever since I saw it, going through various brochures, IITs being one of them & this is the way I landed up here. As of for me, the college had everything I wanted. I always loved Basketball & it’s definitely male.
Moti Ram, final yr. Chemical engineering with his 1-man army, is an excellent Basketball player, happened to be my informal coach, he taught me basketball. So genuine & such a well behaved guy, He got my lips burst out with blood the very 1st day @ court with his excellent jump & shoot, while I was standing behind him for the ball. Thus I started playing & managed to take revenge by hurting him innocently every time I could. He taught me how to pass, how to shoot & how to stab in the court. Well soccer was his favorite game & basketball was 2ndary to him. I always thought if he played his 2ndary game basketball so well, then how would he have been as a soccer player? Always into Skype with his bunch of foreign girl-friends & had wished to meet all his girl-friends one day. Then we formed a group with Dibya, Manas & our great Hanu (Rajesh). Hanu learnt basketball so early, so fast bcoz of his immense interest to learn & became a great shooter gradually, later led the Mechanical Basketball Team. Dibya & Manas were excellent players either. We shared great memories @ the Legendary Basketball court. Got hurt so many times but always prayed, for I dint wanna give my blood to the court, its very painful. I can still recall the tooth shedding blow of Suresh sir (my super senior) to Body Bhaina (my Bumper) who got @ least 3 of his front row tooth ripped off. Isn’t that spookier & painful to imagine? Suresh was a real body builder & only played with fouls, kicking the private balls, ripping of tooth, punching the chest defending the ball & lots more but indeed very innocent. We have juniors now carrying the trend to keep basketball still alive in JITM with Durga, Saroj being excellent players from Sunabeda the place where MotiRam hails from. They have been his juniors & equally talented players like him. But always wished that some day the girls would turn-up to the court to cheer us up, while we played like Chicago Bulls.
.
Randevi ki shham
A small village surrounded by hills, the official AID center, Orissa’s chapter. The santosh & his family with their fast food center (samosa, bada etc.). Again it was a place to share & cherish memories, the ranadevi’s tea; so tasty & soothing. It was so cherishable, walking up to ranadevi during the sems was indeed a fun with friends & a nice refreshment. The Indian triangle (samosa) had its own importance during our graduation days. The friends company m
ade it more special. The ranadevi is indeed a BUZZ word ! for all JITMians. The endless chats, gossips, pulling legs, comments, clichés, passive cigarette smoking with friends, cursing the faculties, the lab assistants, debating on stupid mark-cuts & planning to revenge on for the DEC lab (haa haa…). Discussing about figure of hot Chiks... Ranadevi is also very special for the memories of hiding out from the faculties as they too frequently visited to smoke & caught out a lot of guys doing the same. All in all ‘A superb experience’ & a wonderful memory stored in the castle of heart.
Note: I m a passive smoker.
.
Now thats it. I can’t list more good things coz I don’t find much reason to appreciate.
Hey, wait a bit how can I forget the Girl’s hostel…..?
It made the campus life really interesting; a girl’s hostel in the campus was the sole reason for a lot of guys to stay in the Boys Hostel, but not for me actually. Our bumper batch was the batch I admire & then it’s ours. Had lots of memories with the bumpers. The Balaji Temple at the campus is another open memoir. We always had a look at our costumes passing by the girl’s hostel for no obvious reasons, it sounds so funny. Looking on to the roof & trying to figure out the girls.
.
Huh! I was so innocent.
.
Vicky came running behind me to JITM, when I was in 3rd Year. I m very happy to have him & only him with me (it’s for Vicky only: hope ‘U’ MTV-B***A, understood).
Okay that’s all folks. I tried to be an optimist with this article; I have listed the things which I lived @ JITM & we LIVE the moment, we LOVE.
The best’s of all above that came as a gift to me @ JITM is the ‘I’ group with Mrinal, Vikash sir & JOSH, I love them the most..........To be Continued....>>
.
Hi there friends, it’s been a long time I have penned something। Was really busy for the 7th end sem & the only 1, I mean no 7th course or curriculum gives U another such encounter। Its once & its over & yeah of course ! It’s gr8। Although exam was fair but still I m skeptical about the BPUT’s checking…it’s a bull shit & I mean it. I bet every one would agree! Keep away the toppers except Nanda (our genuine EEE topper). Lots so modules still lying out need to cover a lot. …the Power system topics (PSE, PSP, PSOC) add to the trouble which are truly in gullible. Its 15 days to sem & I m in the mid of pacific ocean. I cant sail back & the destiny is far…the Communication Engineering course (CE) was over so early, the bald teacher (Mr. Girish) ostracized the details & the way he completed was just a fiddlestick. We still remember the day when he declared the course’s over & we were looking on to each other’s face with utter surprise.
Coming to Power System Protection (PSP); a great fight between Mam & Sanjay ended the class. Anita Mam left us. That is the way we were left over onto ourselves to finish the course.
Power System Engineering (PSE) Mr. H.K. Panigrahy the cartoon teacher, so innocent. The class raillery made him to escape from the college in a way as if he’s a pick pocket. Yeah the last time we remember talking to him was the evening after the NBA accreditation, when we forced him to pay us Rs.200 for the sweets, he handed the money & flew away….(very funnnyyy indeed…) & we never saw him again in the college…
.
Power System Operation & Control (PSOC) was the only subject that was over in time & it was the only arduous paper for sure. All in all it was a hunky dory.
Marketing Management (MM) I was the hot favourite of Durga Sir. For my Business-Plan which bagged the 1st prize @ IIT-kgp beating the team from IIM-B. Judges: IIMs, XLRI & ISB. He always gave away my example when it comes to innovation “Sinha’s Pedal power generator.” Sinha! Sinha! Sinha! …in the whole class & this became a cliché for me. Everybody looked on to me whenever the class started & that was really embrassing…I was like “hey friends its not my fault?”
.
Advanced Electronic Circuits (AEC) the BP sir, I remember only 2 things in class…”when the Transistor T1 is ON; transistor T2 is off & vice-versa”. Huh…still it’s such a lovely paper. I truly enjoyed reading AEC & managed to do well in sem. The preparation was all in haste.
The end sem was fair & okay except the CE paper…& still fingers crossed for the results.
You ask an engineer how many days U need to finish a book & he replies “When is the sem?” Well if you ask me then I would honestly accept such criticism & I bet every engineer would love it.
.
Well friends this end sem exam was just a normal stuff but the only specialty is that, it was my penultimate sem to step out as an engineer. I mustered 4 long years to be an engineer & now I m only 150 days away to pass out. I would certainly love to pass-out soon & don’t want to visit the campus again for the special purposes (All BPUTians understand this Buzz Word). If I still manage to pass-out safely, adding to my worries the Global-Recession is waiting for all of us to engulf for the sin that we are freshers. (likes of L&T infotech has put me on hold not before 2010).
.
This sem was no different from the rest of my sems & the strategy was all the same i.e. ‘No strategy’. I love blogging & it all started in the 3rd Year. I have always said I love my college; everything here is to be loved about…except The PRINCIPAL...(BASTARD)
.
The legendary hostel life, The next best thing was the hostel, not opulent but still it was very comfortable living with the Bumpers, super seniors & the immediate ones. The Block-shaped beds made of cements, your bones will crack but the bed wouldn’t even if you try to harm it.
I have been in hostel-1 ever since it was the only boys hostel in the campus with its block shaped bed & small kitschier architecture. If you see it at a glance it gives a feel like “Hey how can I fit in”? Don’t blame your size but instead the architecture is to be blamed” for the notion.
But as I started living there I loved it, persons with what so ever the biggest sized like that of ‘Asutosh Padhy’ also fitted in comfortably. After KIIT my Alma was the 1st ever private college to introduce the internet facilities into the hostels & set up a LAN way back in 2005, in the state, which was commendable.
.
Note: No comparison of KIIT & JITM. It’s a joke.
.
My 1st room was 107- the ground floor, then flew up to the 2nd floor in room-310 in front of somu’s room (Josh might know him better). In the 3rd year I joined Ullas & Puru sir at room-212. It proved to be a turning point of my life. Presently living with Rajeeb-The scientist (I call him) & a fresher in room-208. The fresher might hate me for I tell him to fill in the water bottle all the time. (haa haa..)
.
.
Getting up late & rushing for the toothbrush & toilets which is always pre-occupied no matter how early I may rise from bed…? How irritating…? Later on beating the doors & yelling-out “Saale! Nikkaaal ! ”…”Nikkaaaaal Mat !” (i.e. “Don’t Wank”)…I too need to bathe. Even you get the bathroom free, again you have to crack nuts to get a bucket & mug. U might discover your mug & basket moving floors up & down through out the hostel. As if its was a public property or everyone has got only yours. So again shouting & moving room to room begging for a mug & you end up with nothing. So you get out to class like this. The situation is worse in the winter season, the water’s so chill. Still the hostel was our niche; we were happy & safe in our hostel. It was not so opulent but we have absolutely fitted into just like a screw fits in..? The loud songs & the loud cry-outs @ the balcony, the scene still rumbles in the heart. The hot discussions about ‘Amrita Mam’ (EE teacher), hot chicks (although rare in JITM) was one of the favourite time-pass. There were a lot of guys who considered themselves the master of witty-banter, Man2, Amit (Jaundice) being a few. Mrinal hitting ‘Amrita Das’ hard on her debut class.
can U see me ?
.
The college atmosphere is tranquil, quite comparable to a gurukul as it’s rightly named as “Engineering Gurukul”. I m sure it was true but...unti
l the PRINCIPAL joined us. Its all green everywhere so many trees, vegetations, hills, villages, paddy fields & so much. It gave us a feel as if we landed onto forests. The air was so clean, absolutely pollution freee. So we had frequent encounters with the greats of like The King Cobra & some of the highly venomous scorpions & yeag the like of Pythons tooo & these innocent creatures are brutally killed in a place where Engineers are build, what a disguise! A beautiful temple resided in the heart of the hill, it was so beautiful & it’s a store house of so many memories of so many love buddies, Even I m a part of it. So many love stories started, so many cherished, so many got closer, got intimate & the rest was left over. Just one word would suffix all i.e. the temple has a gr8 history & it’s also a witness of my Love story. During the rainy season the clouds come down to the hills to bestow their love & beauty to us. It’s worth capturing. The hostel balcony gives the full purview of this wonderful scenery.
.
The only communication link to the town is the local busses which never followed any itinerary. Like you may wait for hours & end up walking up to Ranadevi. Other alternatives are the Jeeps, trekkers & autos where we have to climb up & then it rumbles the way on to the roads like jet-planes & we enjoy being @ top, without shifting the center of gravity, we were so used to & so are the drivers. This experience was really unmatchable as no where can we enjoy such thrilling top-travel. Yeah girls might miss it out every time & can only imagine the pleasure I narrate. It’s been a long time travelling @ top because of my love.
The legendary basketball court. Yeah how can I not narrate that?
The 1st time I came to college I carved out a common consensus & agreed to my dad that it’s a very good college for me, because it had ‘A basketball Court’, internet facilities & EEE as a branch. Truly speaking the name Electrical & Electronics fascinated me ever since I saw it, going through various brochures, IITs being one of them & this is the way I landed up here. As of for me, the college had everything I wanted. I always loved Basketball & it’s definitely male.
Moti Ram, final yr. Chemical engineering with his 1-man army, is an excellent Basketball player, happened to be my informal coach, he taught me basketball. So genuine & such a well behaved guy, He got my lips burst out with blood the very 1st day @ court with his excellent jump & shoot, while I was standing behind him for the ball. Thus I started playing & managed to take revenge by hurting him innocently every time I could. He taught me how to pass, how to shoot & how to stab in the court. Well soccer was his favorite game & basketball was 2ndary to him. I always thought if he played his 2ndary game basketball so well, then how would he have been as a soccer player? Always into Skype with his bunch of foreign girl-friends & had wished to meet all his girl-friends one day. Then we formed a group with Dibya, Manas & our great Hanu (Rajesh). Hanu learnt basketball so early, so fast bcoz of his immense interest to learn & became a great shooter gradually, later led the Mechanical Basketball Team. Dibya & Manas were excellent players either. We shared great memories @ the Legendary Basketball court. Got hurt so many times but always prayed, for I dint wanna give my blood to the court, its very painful. I can still recall the tooth shedding blow of Suresh sir (my super senior) to Body Bhaina (my Bumper) who got @ least 3 of his front row tooth ripped off. Isn’t that spookier & painful to imagine? Suresh was a real body builder & only played with fouls, kicking the private balls, ripping of tooth, punching the chest defending the ball & lots more but indeed very innocent. We have juniors now carrying the trend to keep basketball still alive in JITM with Durga, Saroj being excellent players from Sunabeda the place where MotiRam hails from. They have been his juniors & equally talented players like him. But always wished that some day the girls would turn-up to the court to cheer us up, while we played like Chicago Bulls.
.
Randevi ki shham
A small village surrounded by hills, the official AID center, Orissa’s chapter. The santosh & his family with their fast food center (samosa, bada etc.). Again it was a place to share & cherish memories, the ranadevi’s tea; so tasty & soothing. It was so cherishable, walking up to ranadevi during the sems was indeed a fun with friends & a nice refreshment. The Indian triangle (samosa) had its own importance during our graduation days. The friends company m
ade it more special. The ranadevi is indeed a BUZZ word ! for all JITMians. The endless chats, gossips, pulling legs, comments, clichés, passive cigarette smoking with friends, cursing the faculties, the lab assistants, debating on stupid mark-cuts & planning to revenge on for the DEC lab (haa haa…). Discussing about figure of hot Chiks... Ranadevi is also very special for the memories of hiding out from the faculties as they too frequently visited to smoke & caught out a lot of guys doing the same. All in all ‘A superb experience’ & a wonderful memory stored in the castle of heart.
Note: I m a passive smoker.
.
Now thats it. I can’t list more good things coz I don’t find much reason to appreciate.
Hey, wait a bit how can I forget the Girl’s hostel…..?
It made the campus life really interesting; a girl’s hostel in the campus was the sole reason for a lot of guys to stay in the Boys Hostel, but not for me actually. Our bumper batch was the batch I admire & then it’s ours. Had lots of memories with the bumpers. The Balaji Temple at the campus is another open memoir. We always had a look at our costumes passing by the girl’s hostel for no obvious reasons, it sounds so funny. Looking on to the roof & trying to figure out the girls.
.
Huh! I was so innocent.
.
Vicky came running behind me to JITM, when I was in 3rd Year. I m very happy to have him & only him with me (it’s for Vicky only: hope ‘U’ MTV-B***A, understood).
Okay that’s all folks. I tried to be an optimist with this article; I have listed the things which I lived @ JITM & we LIVE the moment, we LOVE.
The best’s of all above that came as a gift to me @ JITM is the ‘I’ group with Mrinal, Vikash sir & JOSH, I love them the most..........To be Continued....>>
