How does an Electronic project take shape!

There are many admissions that go in an engineering college as the crop is out n this makes a plethora of careers that go on. By the way it’s the time for the penultimate guys to make a mini project, a college promises and says this precisely “Mooh se manglo”… we’re here to make this happen. This is my audit, admit or what so ever a bad experience on a month that I spent in my college rather than completing a mini project just as the other.

I got to introduce a few people, as I want you to take a 10 km deep breath. Mr. Fastidious who takes the guard and make things awry. He wants to get into each n every corner even the toilets… also he want to take a collective decision and lands in a place where nothing goes. He’s the primer for our clan. How the hell could the management make him (Just get a PHD degree bud we’re the captains here), also his looks are inappropriate and meaningless.

The guy who was appointed to complete the mission n a sub-task is to divide our clan into sub clans and make merry. This White has got many gadgets with him, instead of becoming a bit fast he’s lazy and never ever takes any responsibilities leaves work right in middle. Obviously student suffers here and none cares… the mission here is a project n has to complete within a month’s duration. After a week’s tampered schedule Mr. Fastidious want to see the status of the project and even knowing the deals that these people have done with a management takes the students on a ride. Egoism and an introspection to move up a rank, White is simply a guy who’s greed and wants to make money. This guy’s jingoism towards money made us mad!!

Here comes our savior right from the past to the present… Mr.Savior, as this one suits him the most in my story. This guy who stands on his words(he does sleep, if you leave him alone), things were worse when he came into the college right in my 3-1. As the world was affected with Recession, it was us who were infected with lack of lecturers and a quality guide to make our way less trodden.

The place where we used to come every day an abattoir, the fully packed bus which was from uppal, as of thought it was given for us as a free gift from the management… we used to come, sit open the windows and used to wait for White. He never turned on time, there was an urge among us as we had to spend this juggernauts time doing some stuff! We were left to play cricket! Yuppie this was the time that made us think, we have come here to make a mini project and we play games. The image compression was the suggested name for my project, me a guy with loads of laziness and a semi-geek, how the hell could I type all those documentation stuff and make it into 50 page copy. I remember laxman’s knock, as he plays a 50 an innings in test cricket. Bacha you are gone, have to finish this stuff… here comes the problem, there comes a bike horning(alarming) as if though we were riders/horses on the Mahabharatha painting rode by arjuna.. Mr. White arrives and slams, shows his arrogance that why the hell are we out playing a game?? I take a look at watch, that’s hiding in my pocket(Mobile dude).. it’s quarter past twelve. What a guy??!! who comes at this shitty time and asks us to make a project that to without power(college’s energy saving schemes). He comes and speaks all the semi PhD knowledge that he has and speaks all about images and the compression techniques… whoa a brain storming session, again I take a look at my watch it’s half past three.

No lunch or a sip of water, now again my shitty brain thinks this… dude you haven’t suffered even in your inter why the hell you ought to come and pay your time here. Savior comes and says this… complete your project and throw it aside. His words were like drinking a glass full of coke on a sunny day. On a mission yet to complete I’ve set to all the places and started my research work….

Stay tuned! I have got many more things, as I cant say all this once for all. Will post the complete story in my next post!