Hiiii and hello to all....
When i was in twelfth, i was of the idea that doing engineering will be a fun sort of thing....In fact it was for the forest three semesters but suddenly in the fourth semester, i got the taste of reality behind the engineering...the cruelty of teachers....
Every senior, pass outs and whoever has done engineering from DEI always told me that 4th semester is the toughest semester for mechanicals because three biggies of mechanical department V.Soami das, Nayyar sahab and our own BABA(V.M. Kumar) were there for the students for brain teasing and they even doesn't hesitate to fail anyone. Let me introduce these teachers in a little more detail:
V.Soami Das: We call him vasad. He is the guy with a genius mind but still too humble and always ready to help students. Get him any problem and he will be done before you tell him the whole problem. A vast source of knowledge and he is one of the guy whom i respect from heart.
Nayyar sahab: He is the person with all round knowledge. Nobody dares to talk faltoo to him.
Baba: He is my old favorite humble young old man. If you want to learn the gratitude then he is the guy with all that mettle.
Now comes my fourth semester....where the disaster begin to happen.... and suddenly it was all over in front of my eyes....and i was left with a feverish smile on my face...
There was a sadness on my face not because i was getting too poor marks this sem but the reason was something else...actually i have a hunger for knowledge but this sem i returned empty handed from the battle-field or with an empty stomach....
S.k. srivastav and surat kumar, both the bloody criminals were always in chance to murder me cold-blooded. They think that if the student is not attending your classes then you must get him down before he could strike back in exams to leave the teacher red-faced. They tried everything from giving me poor marks in CT's and QT's although the answers were right because they have their own cheap arguments.... Even they don't spare me in LAB..where everybody was scoring ...they made me cry for marks...
BUT MY NAME IS CREATOR....mein bhi un haar manane walo mein se nahi tha... i never showed them my face for getting marks but whatever i was awarded, i accepted them and its now the turn of the fifth and i will be ready from the word "GO".....
This is to all my friends who have faced the same thing i.e teachers ki manmaani.....
Don't lose courage...the life is still ahead....the train also takes a jerk before racing on the track....
