College Days

How time flies

a saying one remembers admist the goodbyes
Indeed, time is on the run
especially when one is having fun

These four years passed by in a flash
Seemed faster than Usain Bolt's 100m dash
Indeed four years is a long time
Moreover, when surroundings are sublime
And when youth is at its prime

First years we were quite sincere
Foolishly did we our seniors fear

In our class, we were sharp by nine
Eager to make an impression fine
For our first engineering internal test
2 weeks of study should do we guessed
As We were eager to bring out our best
Atleast an 18 on 20 we stressed

Our first year classrooms, 122 and 123

Made easy our exit and entry

The teacher had his back to the door

One would move out if the lecture was a bore

Sitting in class, one would be glued to the phone

Except, the airtel subscribers whose network was blown

The first year workshop lab was a place where

The boys would try to impress the girls 

By helping them in the job ware

At the end of the work, wear and tear

You are like my brother is what the girl would declare

Time now for a campus tour
Let not the greenery be a lure
An interesting spot is our canteen
Not really famous for its cuisine
From the outside, it appears

 a round oven in between
I remember the first time
I entered this place divine
The first thought that entered my mind
"Yaar, ye to shuru hone se pehle hi khatam ho gayi"
But, then most would agree
The food here is pretty satisfactory

Our college mosque is a sight to see

Admist the greenery it is a real beauty

Love at first sight for me

Our college main ground is another place
where we spent more time with our mates
At prime time one could see and say
I just saw seven matches in play
Four cricket pitches all over the ground
Crowded as it may sound
In the middle of all this distress
I truly confess
There will also be two football matches in progress
One look at our crowded ground
And one will say "MJ is truly renowned"
Everyone here is abound

The old library was near the canteen
Moving there, one would take a detour in between
One would go with the aim to study
But, would end up eating noodles with their best buddy
Borrowing books was for me a rude shock

For prescribed ones were never in stock
As my batch mates used to pick them in flock

The library was then shifted to the new block

Things were the same except for a new clock

OU externals were weird

"Exams ke beech mein holiday nahi

Holidays ke beech mein exams hai"

Is how it appeared

Even with all the time in the world

A day before the exam, our books unfurled

Last minute mugging and our minds twirled

The exam bell would strike at 10

This was the time to search for one's hallticket and pen

Also, the time to revise any important stuff

Till, someone would say "Bhai!! enough is enough"

Question paper mile baad to ye thi haalat

'Ye paper ghalat dikhra' bolne ki ho gayi thi aadat

EDC, AC mein to ho gayi thi shaamat

Check karna padha ke paper ECE ka hi hai ya nahi

Question numbers to poore likhte the

Kyunki out of portion kya hai aur kya nahi

Ye bhi pata nahi tha sahi

Subject ka fullform to kabhi malum hi nahi rehta tha

Exam mein Question paper se padhke likhna padhta

OU results always sprung a surprise

The exams which one did despise

In these, his marks would be on the rise

Where as those which one thought he had done well

He would look at his marks and yell

Every few weeks I remember

We would see a notice at the Exam cell centre

Aprising us of the exam form

This had become a norm

Arey Parsum ich to likhe the na exam

Kya yahi hai kya ab kaam

Phir bharna hai ab chalan

OU aur MJ ke naam

Second year is where the fun began
Semesters made sure that time ran

Third years turned more serious
Whether it was CAT, GATE or IELTS
Everyone seemed delirious
But, career plans were mysterious
If someone joined coaching for GATE
All his friends would take the bait
And join him straight
Same was the trend for the GRE
if one joined, everyone else would follow in tee
This is how futures were defined
One pursued what the other had in mind

Placements!! the final frontier
Started at the end of third year
The faculty gave us rules to adhere
Placements are the end of the world
They made it appear

Assignments, records were a regular bore
A chore everyone did abhore
One simply had to do them to score
The sincere girls of our class
Completed these assignments fast
At this, them we often cursed
For to us it was quite queer,
As to how an aspiring MJ engineer
could be so sincere
But, lets face the fact & be frank
All these girls we should whole-heartedly thank
Because, if it wasn't for them
Our assignments would have been BLANK

A little more on the assignments story
For without their mention there is no glory
An insight in to how we did them is amusing
For, till the submission date we would be snoozing
A few students would finish them in time
May God bless these kids divine
For, each assignment was duplicated by others 9
If an X did a 15 pgs combine
a Y would shrink it to pages 9
a Z would better refine
and by the time it was my turn to fall in line
I would submit a 3 page assign
This is how engineers refine

Coming to our wonderful examinations
Sincere thanks to Spectrum Publications
Add to that the Technical and Hi-Tech
For they helped us ease our trek
As the semesters went by sequentially
Our hours of study decreased exponentially
It turned into one-day batting eventually
And now, as I say confidentially
20-20 is the in-thing preferentially

Intenals were a regular feature 
This was the time to chase the teacher
If Monday would be the day internals start
Saturday would be spent at the People's Xerox mart

Going through the internals was an art

We would extract the question paper part by part

But, questions were not all the teachers had to impart

For, even with the questions in hand

Studying, was still considered banned

Where are the answers we would demand

Etching the answers on the bench is how I would go

Throughout the exam I would look below

As the junior who sat beside me would swear

Ahmed would stare more at the bench than elsewhere

This is how our internals where

An hour or two is the study time

We would spare

For, in final year even though  

we had the paper in hand

We were too lazy to study and

bunk the exam is what we planned

Now, coming to something we couldn't do without
Strangely, this is what engineering is all about
Without them passing would have been in doubt
To us, this was stuff devout

For people like me who have an attendance drought

This was Stuff I could simply not do without

Xerox notes is what I am talking about

The physics class and its running notes
Mr Akbar Hussain and his famous quotes

Moin sir who had everyon'es respect

Our HOD, how can we forget

During his class, his backside

would be visible worldwide

 Clicking photos on the hide

Holding back tears of laughter is what we tried

We would constantly move into the class and outside

To save one's attendance from going down the loo

Mr Chakrapany was the man to go to

One of the most experienced professors at college

One must acknowledge his knowledge

Mr Nag, may God bless

The no. of times he says Yessss

His class was the best time I profess

To do assignments and records w/o stress

Mr Hakeem, who we would remember

Only at the fag end of the semester
For marks and attendance, we would pester

More often than not, he would oblige with a noble gesture

Mrs Sultana Azeem who is

apparently the evergreen beauty queen

sometimes with her open hair 

would give me and you a scare

Mr ShamRaj who was very revered

Mr Hifasat whom we all feared
His weird and boring classes

His weirder jokes, would not entertain the masses

The charismatic Mr Iftekhar
Students and he were never far

He seemed less a teacher and more a friend

One person whose classes we all did attend

He is someone we will always remember

He was the most elegible bachelor till last November

Mr Arif who was very versatile

One moment he would smile

And the very next, turn hostile

One moment, he would speak a Hyderabadi phrase

The next, he would be an Angrez

But, then everyone will agree

He and Ifty were the cool duo of ece

The classes that we bunked

The roaming VP we hid and dunked

SPAC, STAC were our flagship events

As we would proclaim, MJ ECE proudly presents

Since, bunking and getting attendance was music to one's ears

There would be less particiapants and more volunteers

But, at the end we would proclaim

This event was better than the last one that came

The final year project if you think brings glory

Believe me, it is a totally different story

The less said about it the better

For, in my case other than my project name

there is nothing else I remember

Another thing I should mention

For me, this had become a convention

12:30 was my favorite time of the day

For this was the time I used to smile and say

"Bhai, aaj lunch kaha karenge?

Biryani, grilled chicken ya buffet, kya khaenge?

Green bawarchi, Kababish, Ohri's ya Indijoe

Kaha jaana hai jaldi bolo?

This was something that happened everyday

Much to my fat friends' dismay

For without the mention of this everyday luncheon

My description of coll life would be in dudgeon

Coming to the labs we had

The old equipment made us go mad

Thr output seemed impossible to achieve

Guruvaiyyah, Ashfaq, Mujeeb we tried to appease

Mein to pura sahi connect kara, IC kharaab hai

is what we would say

But, they used to correct things with ease

Not, before giving you a tease

The viva was a time to beguile

To put up one's sweetest and most innocent smile

One could hardly remember what one prepared

What you did study, you would forget cos you were scared

However, there would be questions a few, 

that you studied and whose answers you knew, but....

but these would be asked to the person sitting beside you

Then, the external would look at you with eyes that bore

And ask you something you had never heard before

If you don't answer the sir would grin more

And wouid grill you till you get sore

Saying, "I am sorry I can't remember"

I would meekly surrender

This final sem was a recap of the 4 years

It had all the cheers and the tears

Enjoy to the max is what we did for sure

Whether it was Adsophos or our South India Tour

The A & B rivalry in 2nd year was cleverly devised

I think by members of the faculty, (are you surprised)

It would bring the best out of us, they advised

"The other section is better" is what they would say

Work harder is what they would convey

Strange as it may sound

Instead of studying, we fought it out in the ground

But, I am truly sure I can say 

This rivalry only made us the best of friends today

Few events at the farewell

I understand my and Touseef's words didnt go down well

What we said should have been taken in jest

The rivalry should be put to rest

We are together is what I wanted to convey

Few took it the other way

As me and Tou apologize in feign

I have said this before and I say it again

We must always remember

MJ ECE will always be A & B put together

Soon we'll be out amid the cold world's strife.
Soon we'll be sliding down the razor blade of life.
But as we go our sordid separate ways,
We shall never forget these golden college days.

(The following lines are taken from a source.....not sure where..)

A life which is to end

Only when I am no more

A life which transformed me 

In a fighter to the core

A season of love and friendship

For eternity which will last

In my future to follow

I will long to relive this past

Memories of this pasrt of journey

I'll carry all life long

Memories of those precious moments 

Which made my life a beautiful song

My eyes go teary

Emotions fill my heart

As my days left here are few

Now, it's time to bid Adieu

May the peace, mercy and blessings of the Almighty

Be Always Upon You.

                              

                                                                                                 

Dedicated to all final years

This was my mediocre attempt to recap college life; Unfortunately, 3 hours is not enough of time to remember and pen down 4 years of memories......

Pls put in your comments and the many things I forgot to mention