A lot has changed over thew past four years. Four years ago i entered college, a depressed soul, wishing all earnestly that time flies as fast as a hawk or even better a tomahawk missile, but it was not to be. And today i look back wishing that i had more time here.
i had till date blogged a lot of times on how passionately i H@te velammal. But for a change today i want to be different. Not that i have fallen in love with the college that gave me nightmares, but because i realized that velammal does not end with the 30 page yearbook rules alone, it is beyond that, it is the aspiration of a thousand students. Its the place where some of the most nicest human beings work as teachers.
in the good bye speech i told " when i joined coll, the first semester, i cried everyday...., the second semester i made it a point to hate each and everyone of you, the third semester i turned apathic and minded my own business,in the fourth i learned to have fun, even in this godforsaken place surrounded by a lake, a grave yard , a sewage treatment plant and a prison. Fifth semester, I.V ;) happened and from then on , nothing ever bothered me after that...nothing could...i had seen the world by then ..."
Vananvani groomed me into a man ...in a fashion i least liked, my ailment and all..it only saw my lows.. but velammal was not like that..there were the ups and the downs ...and yeah in more than one way, it completely changed my perspective of life. Today, i am not sad but am disappointed, disappointed that i did not have more time, just when velammal was changing ...
i could manage to set up an E Cell, Dinesh and i were also into starting the coll FOSS club and above all ..Oh god damn yeah,i screened a 2 hour movie in a coll where words like cinema are taboo. i am disappointed that chances are, the efforts that we put in might get buried under the next year book and the year books to come.
Today as i step out of class for probably the last time, i leave with the same uncertainty with which i entered college. My thoughts reminiscence in vivid pictures of how 40 fundamentally different and disparate people learnt to coexist, not by following the rules but by breaking them.
i remember the day when we all went and fought for the 100 Rs the college owed us, how we did a crew crop (dangerously close to torturing) when snakedad asked us to cut our hair,how we went on an industrial visit to a an industry which never existed.
i al so remember how the guys taunted me during the E Cell days, how i was birthday-bummed for no reason at all. How i was publicly humiliated by my own department guys.
Long and short of it, velammal and ye velammalians , i really did not find you amiable , and for a fact neither was i amicable. But i still will miss you, for reasons i cannot fathom. I will for a fact never forget how we all bumbed together through eight semesters of fun, frolic and inter department bashing.
'This is not the beginning of the end, it is the end of the beginning.'
- Pinched from Mr.Jaykumar asst prof VEC [who in turn pinched it from someone else]
i had till date blogged a lot of times on how passionately i H@te velammal. But for a change today i want to be different. Not that i have fallen in love with the college that gave me nightmares, but because i realized that velammal does not end with the 30 page yearbook rules alone, it is beyond that, it is the aspiration of a thousand students. Its the place where some of the most nicest human beings work as teachers.
in the good bye speech i told " when i joined coll, the first semester, i cried everyday...., the second semester i made it a point to hate each and everyone of you, the third semester i turned apathic and minded my own business,in the fourth i learned to have fun, even in this godforsaken place surrounded by a lake, a grave yard , a sewage treatment plant and a prison. Fifth semester, I.V ;) happened and from then on , nothing ever bothered me after that...nothing could...i had seen the world by then ..."
Vananvani groomed me into a man ...in a fashion i least liked, my ailment and all..it only saw my lows.. but velammal was not like that..there were the ups and the downs ...and yeah in more than one way, it completely changed my perspective of life. Today, i am not sad but am disappointed, disappointed that i did not have more time, just when velammal was changing ...
i could manage to set up an E Cell, Dinesh and i were also into starting the coll FOSS club and above all ..Oh god damn yeah,i screened a 2 hour movie in a coll where words like cinema are taboo. i am disappointed that chances are, the efforts that we put in might get buried under the next year book and the year books to come.
Today as i step out of class for probably the last time, i leave with the same uncertainty with which i entered college. My thoughts reminiscence in vivid pictures of how 40 fundamentally different and disparate people learnt to coexist, not by following the rules but by breaking them.
i remember the day when we all went and fought for the 100 Rs the college owed us, how we did a crew crop (dangerously close to torturing) when snakedad asked us to cut our hair,how we went on an industrial visit to a an industry which never existed.
i al so remember how the guys taunted me during the E Cell days, how i was birthday-bummed for no reason at all. How i was publicly humiliated by my own department guys.
Long and short of it, velammal and ye velammalians , i really did not find you amiable , and for a fact neither was i amicable. But i still will miss you, for reasons i cannot fathom. I will for a fact never forget how we all bumbed together through eight semesters of fun, frolic and inter department bashing.
'This is not the beginning of the end, it is the end of the beginning.'
- Pinched from Mr.Jaykumar asst prof VEC [who in turn pinched it from someone else]