- 1/20/2014 04:10:00 PM
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Oops! Almost 11 months since my last post. Old-timers, my apologies for the delay. You see, I was busy saving the world from the scourge of the evil and all. So couldn't update much here. :D And newcomers, please don't take this to be an yearly blog. :$
So before I get back to where I had stopped previously, I need to make a special disclaimer for the posts rolling out starting now.
<<< Disclaimer: After 3rd semester, I was pretty much lost. I had no idea what was happening around me and I almost always never understood anything. So, if there is any reference to any topic/event that you find/think/know are not right, please consider them as fictitious (I shall take that as a compliment :P) and continue reading. If I am right on any particular topic/event, then.. Well yeah.. I know I am right! :D >>>
So third semester had come and gone. All that was left was the large bunch of faces saddened by the way the semester exams had treated them. A few faces that were surprised at their own performance and a few who had done well by studying as though it was a matter of life and death made up the rest of the batch. A brief post-mortem of my marks-card indicated that my-story writing skills had paid off in E&EM but the valuator of Electronic Circuits was not interested in my vivid description of BJTs. :D
Anyways, those results were just to give a taste of what was in store for the coming semesters. Read on and you'll know what I meant.
Engineering Mathematics IV was taken up by Mr.Double Meaning Sir. I was attending his classes for the first time, so I was not aware as to why he was called so. Although, I had it all figured out by the end of his first class. As they say, some people just can't get enough of some things. :P So while M-4 was confusing as it is, his double meaning explanations didn't help either. And also, there was this instance where I almost got slapped (read it again. Almost! Almost!) from this Sir. It so happened that we were waiting for a lecture from "He-who-wrote-books-and-never-took-classes" (who took Field Theory for us) and he was as usual 15 minutes late (whenever he showed up for the class). The classroom was probably the last room in the long passage opposite VLSI Lab (First Floor). The class had two doors, and as usual, me, Pammya and Sarvya were sitting in the last row of the block nearest to the door. Back then, I had this reputation of getting classes cancelled every now and then by talking to lecturers for reasons like "Gotta study for IAs", "Too many assignments to complete", etc etc. So, taking this also as one such opportunity, I decided to venture out to the staff room yet again to seek permission from a senior lecturer to get the class dispersed. By then, the noise from our class had reached a 100 Decibels and had begun to disturb the neighboring classes. Mr.Double Meaning was teaching in a classroom opposite ours all this while, and had just entered our class the front door to yell at us when he saw me sneaking out along the edge of the wall. In the next 3 seconds, a big palm had swung in the air by 180 degrees, and my head had ducked just in time (Yeah! Keanu Reeves, learn learn. :P) to save my left cheek from getting the Congress symbol printed on it. Rightly, there was a collective "Oooooooh!!" from the class at that scene, post which I had to explain the reason for the noise as well as my sneaking out to Mr.Double Meaning. Even then, Aadat se majboor Mr.Double Meaning laid a white rectangular seal on my black pant using the duster and walked away grinning end to end revealing his crooked front tooth.
Field Theory was one messed up subject. I still don't quite get the reason for including it in our syllabus. The only use it has been to me of, is that I got 300 bucks for free from "He-who-wrote-books-and-never-took-classes". You see, there was this challenge that he had thrown at all of us, saying that anyone who scores 25 in the first IA of Field Theory would be awarded 500 bucks. I ended up scoring 23, but he was kind enough to still give me 300 bucks. Talk about motivation. :D This was one of the very few appearances that he made in the class. So naturally, when the final exams were around, we had covered syllabus amounting to only 40 marks in the paper. So, he resorted to extra-classes on Sundays! (Our seniors were ROFLing when we told this to them).
Power Electronics was one of those subjects that felt interesting at first, but then lost its charm as time progressed. Yeda anna handled this subject rather nicely, and I must say this was one subject that kept my final aggregate in 4th semester from dipping. :D There were moments in the class when a chosen few of us were in splits, specially when he let out a whistle while trying to say something that started with "Sh" (There was a gap in lower central incisors that caused the whistle. :D) and the occasional "beeee-zaaaay-teeee" (for BJT) and "you-zaaaay-teeee" (for UJT).
Surprisingly, Mr.Laaaazic Dezain was regarded as "The Chosen One" when it came to teaching Control Systems. While, he was extremely proud of this fact, we were all concerned about hitting rock-bottom in another subject taken up by him. While the mathematics part of the subject was interesting, the mechanics/application part never got into my head. Feedback loops, Graphs in all possible angles, uffff.. Pretty messy if you ask me. To make matters worse, our Control Systems paper turned out to be a disaster and took a big bite off our total marks.
Microprocessor-8085 was probably one subject that I liked, mainly it was programming oriented to a large extent. The lady who taught us 8085 was "Write-an-ALP" Ma'm. I call her that because,
1. I can't seem to recollect her name.
2. She used to start dictating Problem Description even before entering the class, right at the door. And used to shout at everyone in the class for 60 minutes straight!
One thing that I enjoyed in MP-8085 was the Lab. Interesting programs, even more interesting results when I code them. :D With Sarvesh being my lab partner, it was very natural for one of us to be summoned by the "Write-an-ALP" Ma'm and Rosy Miss every 10 minutes for doing some mischief or the other. It was great fun! ;) As much as I enjoyed the final 8085 Lab exams, I hated the theory paper. Bloody thing turned out to be another toughie alongside Control Systems. I remember, halkat Pammya was the only guy who came out of the exam hall with a 230 mm wide grin while I had lost 40 marks on the spot when comparing my answers with Dambal and Samar. Wanted to kill him (Pammya, Hattr le ninga!) :D
Ok! So I don't remember who taught us Computer Organization. So screw it! :P
Normally, this would be the point where I end my post, since I have covered the six demented subjects bestowed upon us for the semester and finished describing the harbingers of the doom that was to be brought upon by each of these subjects. But since I remember a couple of other things, this post is going to take a little more KB on my blog.
Cultural Fest:
During this semester, I attended my first inter-collegiate cultural fest (Youth Fest @ BIET Davangere) with Puttu and Vijay Patil for Quiz, which then sort of became a trend for the rest of my engineering (although diversified into various other events later on). :D We screwed up in the prelims itself, but this was a good wake up call for us.
Puttu gone Nuttu!
By the end of the fourth semester, our (mine, Puttu's, Samya's) combined studies sessions had gone down considerably, but had not come to a standstill. With Puttu around, its very natural for him to pick up a Strength of Materials book and start studying for his Data Structures exam. So, it was still a collective effort from the three of us to help each other clear our respective subjects. One such thursday, we three had been to the near-by Halganesha Temple. We were heading back to Samya's house when I began irritating Puttu by kicking him on his hindquarters. The guy took the first two three hits at ease. The moment I hit him once again, he went completely bezerk (We had watched the repeat telecast of a Goldberg match on WWE-Bottomline that evening). Bugger started chasing me all over the place with a big stone in his hand. Thanks to my stickman physique, I was able to run from the attack for a while. Finally, when I jumped over the compound of a neighbouring (Ga-Meh) house (leaving behind one of my chappals on the main road), Puttu caught hold of my collar and was all red-eyed, as if he was going to crack my skull open with that stone. Now, with me at one side of the compound in the neighbour's garden , and Puttu on the other side of the compound on the roadside, the moment looked like a rip-off from a Hollywood movie where the hero and villain stare deep into each other eyes before the final epic fight. Just when this was happening, we heard, "Yaaaarooooooooooo? Yaaaaaaaraadu???" from the neighbour's front door. In the next 10 seconds, Puttu had thrown the stone in the nearby gutter and run away, I had jumped over the compound for the second time in 30 seconds, now in the opposite direction, picked up my other chappal and vanished into the darkness on the other side of the road. I eventually got back to Samya's place later, only to find that Puttu had still not come back. A few minutes later, he entered, with an angry look on his face. He walked in, took the sofa seat opposite me in the hall, and continued to stare at me for another 5-10 seconds. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the moron burst into laughter (without the "Yavva Yavva" Thaskis) and said "Hengitt le Santya??? Hedhariddi houdillo? :D Tali kedsidra rakhta harasbiDtini, rakhta."
Idiot! :D
That's it for now then. Later...
- 8/10/2011 12:16:00 AM
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What the !!! It’s been almost 8 months since my last post!
Anyways, lotsa things have happened around me during this time. So here is a short update.
1. My parents have moved to Bangalore for good (at least for now :D) and I have moved to a new house with them. So, home food 24x7. I guess I’ve put on some 3-4 kgs.. :)
2. My work is as boring as ever.. So let’s not get there.
3. Nothing! :D
Okay! Enough of that. I had written about my first two semesters of Engineering in my previous posts. Now, I am gonna try and remember what happened after the second semester. I can’t remember much because, my happy days in college were pretty much over when I first saw that Boylstead book for Electronic Circuits. Man.. If I had exercised with that book for at least a year, I would’ve built some decent muscles back then itself. That’s not the end of it. This kept repeating every semester thereafter, with E&EM, AWP, etc etc. It’s as if all the authors of these books were short of weights in their gym.. So take that! 1000 page books as substitutes for weights. :-|
So, the third semester began. I was ready to be one of the Psychos (read E&C Dept students). Now to think of it, I really hadn’t interacted much with others in my class in the first two semesters except maybe Sarvesh, Samar and Santosh Halemani (mainly because of labs). So, I was getting into a class where I hardly knew 10 - 15 people properly. The first class was I think Electronic Circuits. Keeping up with my tradition of going late to classes, I entered the class 10 minutes after the bell. So when I walked in, I could see only 4 – 5 seats vacant in the class. I pick the one nearest to me and it was probably the 5th or 6th row in the second section near the door (first 4-5 rows were occupied by the better gender :P). Samar was one person I recognized sitting in that bench. The other person was religiously writing down whatever was being explained(Mr Dambal). Diodes were being discussed (I think so, 15 minutes into the class and I was already half asleep). Thus began my journey into the not-so-good-not-bad-either world of electronics engineering.
Now I am not sure what all subjects we had then, but let me take a shot.
Engineering Mathematics III, taught by J Madam. Superfast as ever. The pace at which topics were covered, it was almost like “Sam’s Teach Yourself EM-III in 21 days”. We hardly had any time to breathe during the class. Still, EM III was still interesting, because Mathematics was one of my favourite subjects. Differentials, Integrals, they were fun. ;)
Signals and Systems, taught by ahem ahem.. :P. One subject whose signals never reached my brains. The graphs, diagrams, Fourier and Laplace Transforms.. Uffff… It was like one guy tried to learn math and Communications at the same time and came up with that subject. And there was one only shitty wave diagram that came up in every single chapter! Freaking disaster it was for me. Thanks to UK sir’s book and the worked examples, I somehow managed to scrape through..
Logic Design, Oh wait! Let me say that properly. Laaazic Dezain. Well now you know who taught us that. A somewhat interesting subject. A not so interesting teaching. It was all messed up in my head. And the labs, I was at the potential danger of being thrown out of the lab in the first week itself. I had managed to copy only half of the experiments from the lab manuals and when asked, my over-smart mouth couldn’t’ stop itself from responding. The result? A 10 minute long scolding from RVD madam followed by a small test for trying to show off( Implementation of basic logic gates using NAND and NOR gates. I failed miserably, didn’t answer even one). But I wasn’t the only one. Sarvesh was sent out of the lab for some other reason. :P
The second lab session still didn't do me any good. I had, with utmost dedication, copied the experiment details and description from a senior’s journal and another VTU special Manual (by SS Navada, I remember that!). I submitted my journal for correction to ma’m and got back to my table. 5minutes later, I am summoned by “Laaazic” sir who was sitting next to Ma’m.
Ma’m: Where did you get this experiment description and details from?
Me: I wrote it, ma’m.
Ma’m: Where did you copy this from??
Me: Umm.. Aaaa… Senior’s journal.. :$
Ma’m: And??
Me: Another manual.
Ma’m: Which one?
Me: LD Manual by SS Navada.
Ma’m: Next time, I see your journal copied from any other journals or manuals, I will throw you and your journal out of the window!
There. Screwed in front of some 20 odd people. :D From then on, I started writing my own experiment details in my journal (at least for LD lab :) ).
The classroom time for LD was fun. Everyone picking on Laaazic Sir all the time! All the “K-miaaap” problems, gate designs, interesting in a way. It was in this class that I recognized one creature in my class that I had last seen in second semester CCP Lab exam. Thin (when I say thin, think!!), short thing sitting and laughing in the last bench with an unusually loud voice for that structure. I tried to remember.
**Flashback: Second semester, CCP Lab, it was my lab exam. I was sitting outside CCP lab, reading something from my journal. Every time a familiar face passed by, I used to ask about the questions asked in viva, the programs given and the like. At one point, I see this thin, short guy coming out of the lab. He was talking in a loud voice trying to explain some complex program to another fellow who was about to take the exam in my batch. He had a blue bag on his back into which I could’ve easily fitted and was talking in a yeh-to-kuch-bhi-nahi-hai tone which made that complex program sound like a “Hello World” one. My first impression??
“Yappa!! Korka!”
Coming back to the LD class, I asked someone around and gotta know who it was. In case you haven’t guessed till now, it was Pammya! :P
[ @Pammya: If you are reading this, forgive me. :D I had to tell this. You can beat me up the next time you meet me. ;) ]
Next subject, Network Analysis, was taught by “Aum-phear” sir. It took a while for us to understand what he was actually taking about, but we got used to it. And the terms kept coming, mess-ana-lie-sys and loof-ana-lie-sys and so on. Bits and pieces of the subject were easy and they were the ones that saved me in the final exam.
And the last one, E&EM. The lousiest of subjects. The devices discussed in the book seemed like the stuff that Tipu Sultan would’ve used in his times. And the book, just went on and on about things that didn’t make any sense, at least to me! Pretty soon, my IA marks in that subject were not making sense either. :D The toughest exam that I attended was writing this subject’s paper, not for the mental stress, but for carrying that freakin mammoth of a book all the way to college for some last minute revision (yeah! I used to read on the road while walking from home to college :P).
I didn’t do anything worth recollecting in this semester, except for, maybe, screwing up my exams. :D EC and Signals were on the border (worst case scenario) whereas E&EM was a goner. M-III was good and NA and LD were ok. But, as it happens with all VTU results, the marks and subjects were jumbled up for me. I scored well in the ones I thought I screwed up and the other subjects had to compensate. ;)
That pretty much sums up the third semester!
Okay! Enough for now. Will be back later with more useless stuff.. Till then, umm.. aaa.. Do whatever you want. :P
- 9/02/2010 09:13:00 PM
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December 19th,2009
Almost Midnight
Ever found a long lost thing when you were least expecting it? I bet that joy cannot be expressed in words.. That is exactly how I am feeling right now! :D
December 13th, 2008. At around 8 in the night, I was on my way back home, deeply disappointed at the show that we had put up in the Dumb Charades competition at REBOOT-08. We had gone in as the defending champions. So, I was at least expecting a finish in the top 3. But again, I had an entirely new team with me and even after the numerous practice sessions that we had been through to get ourselves in sync, we faltered. We were the top team in qualifiers. But missed out a spot in the top 3 in the finals.
Now for most people, Dumb Charades means exactly what it sounds like. A dumb game.If you have the same opinion, try conveying something to a dumb and deaf person. You will know how difficult it is.
I had the same impression until I came to Halcyon-05 at SIT. Man! I was awed at the way the SITans acted out the toughest of movie names with ease. I remember harry slapping his face almost 5-6 times to enact American Pie. :D We were that noobs in miming out stuff. Even then, we managed to scrape a third spot in the finals, thanks to some very good guess work from Nagya and meself and some hilarious miming from Greeni. :D
Now, almost 5 years after that win, I feel that if not for that 3rd position, I would never have taken this game seriously. I remember spending around 6-7 hours that day (the return journey in the train from tumkur) to form most of the codes that we use even today. It was like a flu. I remember people sitting 10-15 rows apart in the train and trying to mime out stuff. We were all infected.
It just didn't stop there. Back in college too, in the classrooms, bakery, canteen, labs, everywhere. We were miming anything and everything that we could think of. Abuses, Lecturer names, funny words. There was no end to it. The dumb charades craze had become a wildfire. The effect was immediate. The next Fantasia at our college saw a huge number of teams competing for Dumb Charades. And the satisfying thing was, most of the codes that were being used by the other teams were the ones that we made up. :)
From then on, there was no turning back. DC had become our favorite pastime. Even at home, we made people go crazy with our miming and guesswork.
Its a pity that my DC team has been ripped apart, with most of us working in different companies and at different places. But then, we are always ready for DC whenever we get a chance to get together.
Coming back to today! Yuzzz... ! To say the least, " We beat the **** out of the other teams"!! :D
Even though I was in a new team yet again this time, and with only one week of practice, I was very nervous when we started off. But I had two very good team-mates, Muthu and Shailesh. Shailesh - the movie database, Muthu - the acting genius. The sync was just perfect and it was as if we all had drained down a bottle of Felix Felicis today.. :D
We won the finals by over a 100 points and reclaimed the Number-1 spot. And to make matters worse for the other teams, the Infy B team took the second place. :)
Today, I sleep peacefully, because, as Muthu rightly said "today, we bask in Glory"... ;)
- 12/19/2009 11:52:00 PM
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Wednesday.
November 26th, 2009.
9 PM.
I reached BTM layout via the 8:15 bus from Infy. As per routine, I stopped at the Gokul Cafe, picked up a parcel for myself (some rice item) which was supposed to be my dinner, then stopped at the bakery, took a cup of hot chai in the other hand, and then started climbing one by one, the 50 odd steps that finally lead to my home chweeeet home on the 3rd floor.. :P
BY was already home (I remember we going to office by bike that morning) and was watching the latest episode of HIMYM (Mininova rocks! Or rather rocked till last week.. :P). We had our usual office gossip session for the first 10 minutes, and then suddenly he remembered -- "Hey macha..! Forgot to ask to you to get some parcel for me.. :(". Actually, BY had called when I was in the bus to tell me the exact same thing, but had mentioned everything other than that. :D
Now, I shoulda mentioned this a little earlier. When your house is on the 3rd floor, and you are back home after 10 hours of work (or on weekends, its waking up after 10 hours of sleep), its sorta ground rule that the first guy who gets down to the hotel or the last guy who comes up to the house has to get a parcel for the other. :D
So, now we had one parcel only! And both of us weren't gonna get down and get something for the other to eat. So I said -- "Its ok ba.. We will eat in this only. Anyways, I can't eat this much. ". Now, that was a good solution given the circumstances and the level of laziness we both were in. So finally, the matter was settled. BY added -- " Imma go cook some boiled eggs for myself!" ( I don't eat eggs).
So BY went into the kitchen. And I grabbed the cup of chai in my left hand, and sat down in front of the PC as my right hand automatically started typing orkut, Ctrl + Enter, Ctrl + T, facebook, Ctrl + Enter, Ctrl + T , gmail, Ctrl + Enter. By the time I had logged in to my mail account, BY had finished keeping the vessel on the stove and had made his way to the loo (which I didn't know). :D
A minute had passed by and I turned around to show something in facebook to BY. But I saw that the kitchen door was almost closed and I saw that there was a bright yellow shade on the kitchen door which was supposed to be the reflection of the gas flame. I wondered what BY might be cooking with a closed kitchen door. :D So I got up, and slowly opened the kitchen door. I saw that there was a big yellow flame near the stove and there was no BY in the kitchen. I thought, maybe he put the stove on full flame and reached out for the knob on the stove to lower the flame. Suddenly, I realised that the flames were atleast 4 inches away from the place where the burner actually was. It was the cylinder tube on fire.!
3 seconds and I was almost near the front door yelling " Kitchen alli benki!!! (Fire in the kitchen!)". Suddenly I remembered that BY was actually in the house! I shouted "Bharat!! Kitchen alli benki kano!!" and heard "Huuh???" from the loo. :D BY ran out of the loo saying "whaaaa??". Panic struck, we both took a bucket each and reached out for the nearest taps to fill them up with water. I turned on the tap in the bathroom, but then saw no water coming out of the tap! I was like "Whaad daaa phaaaack!". Then, I noticed that the knob was neither towards the shower nor towards the tap. :D So I turned it towards the tap and then started filling the bucket with water. In the meantime, BY had already filled up half the bucket with water from another tap. He rushed into the kitchen, and whoooosh! I heard the sound of water splattering all over the floor. Another similar attempt. This time with the bucket that I had filled up. I was hoping for the flames to subside. 2 seconds later, I heard BY's voice from the kitchen.. "Lo maga!! BeLitha ide kano!! (Its growing!)".
Now, this was serious. We had to decide whether we were gonna stay and try putting the fire off or run out of the house before getting blown away. And then, there was Eureka! I told BY -- "Macha! Cylinder knob off maado.. ". But then, it wasn't easy. It was like "What if the cylinder blows by the time we turn off the knob?? ". There was no time to think! And finally, BY reached out for the cylinder knob. I was standing in the hall, peeking through the kitchen door and praying. BY slowly turned the knob and the flames went off in a flash. Phew!
In the next one minute, we had detached the cylinder from the stove, and kept both of them outside the house and shut the door. :D I took a snap of the burnt tube and updated my status on facebook, while BY mopped up the kitchen which was full of water. :P
Half an hour later, we were all set to eat the parceled rice that was the only eatable thing remaining in the house (the eggs were gone, so was the provision to cook something else!).
An eventful hour, ended with a dinner of rice and laughter. Courtesy, a burnt cylinder tube and Sheldon Cooper. :o)
- 12/06/2009 04:24:00 PM
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It was recession time. Layoffs were the norm and even our company had made news by kicking out around 2000 employees. The term "job security" was wiped off from every company's dictionary and people used to get terrified whenever they see a HR person pass by. Everyone kept thinking the same thing.
"Hey Uparwale.. Mujhe bacha le.."(no no.. not Havell's fan.. :P)
This was around a year ago. Back then, I remember this forwarded mail circulating among me and my friends. It was about a post on one of the matrimonial websites. It was posted by the parents of a mallu girl who was looking for an alliance. The post had all the details of the girl, the parents' address, contact info etc. But the most interesting and disturbing (I'd think so at that point of time) thing about the post was the one line at the end. Written in a bright red font, the line read:
"Software engineers, please excuse."
The immediate reaction of one would be WTF! I mean, nobody would even think of applying for that "Tenginkai"'s husband post . But for the last 10 years, Software Engineers have been regarded as some of the brightest minds in the world. And all of a sudden, we were the untouchables of the society.
Its been more than a year now. I don't say that things are back to the way they were 2-3 years ago. But there is some improvement when compared to what the world was upto a year ago. Last week, I received another forwarded mail from a friend that was quite similar to the one I described above. Only difference was, the last line now read:
"Software engineers preferred."
The cause and effect relationship here was astounding! Lehmann Brothers had a role to play even in the marriage of some 18 year old girl in some corner of the sub-continent. :D
So what makes us so unique? I am not talking about anything technical here. Its just the way IT transforms you into being what you currently are. Here is my list of the typical characteristics that a Software Engineer possesses/will possess in due course. :P But this doesn't make us uninteresting or zombie like or whatever you'd like to call us. Its just the way we are! If you are an SE, see how much you score against the below list. :P
1. Your 2 best friends are your i-pod and cell phone..
2. You don't know the name of the person sitting next to you in the office bus even though you've sat next to each there n number of times...
3. Girl friends / boy friends are like code releases for you.. You expect the next version to have better features. But often, you end up with more bugs..
4. Your PM is the target for all your curses and abuses..
5. You think that your job is the toughest job on earth and that you're doing the work of 2 or more people...
6. For you, everything that you learnt before your current job seems like a big waste of time now..
7. For you, a normal weekend is one where you've slept for atleast 20 hours...
8. You're a great worshipper of piracy.. aXXo and fXg are like gods to you...
9. You'd rather sit at home and finish watching downloaded sitcoms season by season than go out for a movie or catch up with friends..
10. Your prized possession is your 1 TB or 2 TB hard drive filled with movies..
11. You're hooked on to some multiplayer game like counter strike or DOTA and you haven't met 90% of the people with whom you play daily..
12. You keep in touch with your friends via facebook and orkut even though they live in the same city as yours..
13. You try your hand at cooking, some sport, some extra learning activity and then stop all of them after a week realising that playing online games is comparivitely easier..
14. You believe that the CEO of your company spends all his time on icicidirect trading all the company's funds..
15. Your perception is that as you go up the corporate ladder, all you need to know is Microsoft Excel. No wonder Bill Gates is rich.. Hmmm..
I don't know about you but I score atleast 10 on the above list of 15. :D
At the end of the day,
I slog, I crib, I play, I eat, I sleep.. I am a Software Engineer.. \m/ :D
- 11/14/2009 05:51:00 PM
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"You will have to mix these components in the right proportion to get a maroon colored solution. Illandre nimagenu barangilla antha artha." Munnu baba was twirling both his thumbs as usual looking at the students of E3 batch lined up in front of his desk. Suddenly, whammm!! Santosh Kulkarni had fainted and collapsed. While everyone in the lab was shocked, me and Sameer couldn't just control our giggles (puttu was in E1 batch). We two were thinking in a different angle altogether when Munnu baba called for the lab assistant, sprinkled some water on santya's face, and asked him to rest on a nearby chair. We were in the chemistry lab; around one month into the second semester on a Tuesday morning, when Munnu baba was lecturing us about coming with an empty stomach to the lab can cause dizziness and stuff. While everyone paid attention to what Munnu had to say before we started off with the experiments, we two were always engaged in some sort of discussion. The result? Typical Munnu twirling his thumbs at mine and Sameer's desk after every experiment. :D
Our first sem results had come well in advance. While most of them had scored a disti easily, I had flunked in Kannada, Civil and MES. :P (Lol! Kidding. We didn't even have an exam for Kannada :D). Anyways, a new semester, new subjects, new teachers and new idiosyncrasies to make fun of. While chemistry lab was taken care by Munnu, it was CDL at class taking the theory sessions. Anybody listening to CDL for the first time would definitely make out that the "full stop" for a sentence was replaced by "baba!" in CDL's dictionary. "What baba?! See baba! Baba baba!" Phew! Too many babas to handle. And a recent update I received about Munnu is that he is currently working as a professor at Oxford Engineering College, Bangalore.
Maths was taught by JLo and ARD. While we hardly had the time to do anything in JLo's class, ARD's class was the one we enjoyed the most. "Onhe Praablem.. Same methud.. 100 praablems.. Same Methud.. Dhaaba ex baai dhaaba why.. ". Everyone was smiles when it came to ARD. And the guy never even cared about attendance or what we were doing in class. While his class used to start at 10:30, me, sameer and Puttu used to go to the class at 11:15 after a hard fought TT session. :D And the guy never even asked us why we were late. Whenever you greet him saying "Good Morning Sir", he always used to reply with "Namaskaar ri". :)
After an entertaining first instalment, Graphics was back in second semester. This time, to accompany DRR, it was none other than our "Dana kaayak hog" professor. :D While DRR's outburst at Roll No.520 was still intact in every class, a little actual Graphics was going into our heads, thanks to Professor "10 million" . :P I recall this incident from one of our graphics class when Samar had come to the class at around 2:45 when the actual class had begun at 2:15. Samar's reason for being late? "Sir.. I come from Hubli everyday". The look on DRR's face was priceless. Soon came the high frequency scream, -- "You come from Baaambey.. I don't care!! But you hyaav to be in class by 2:15." :D
Another namooona was Basic Electronics class. I actually was considering a change of branch after getting a glimpse of what I would be studying for the remaining three years of Engineering. The class, GAB's (The lecturer) tone was tailor made for a good one hour's sleep. One of the few classes in second semester we did very less talking was this class.
CCP was always fun because it was PS taking the theory classes. :P And in labs, it was PS with Aarti Ma'm. (oooOOOooo! Lucky eh? :D)I specifically recall two incidents from CCP Lab. After two or three CCP lab sessions, every student knew how to send messages to each other's terminals. In one of the lab sessions, Tanveer Sir was working on Kavva's system ( I think ) when someone(Samar) sent him a string of four to five faltoo messages. Kavva was sitting next to Tanveer sir and was seeing them pop up one afer the other on the console. The next thing we know, Tanveer sir was blasting the guy who sent those messages left, right and center in front of everyone in the lab. :D
During our lab internals, Sameer had written a program following a logic given in some VTU level book written by some Anand Naik guy. The logic wasn't entirely correct and the program was working a bit oddly. Aarti Ma'm was evaluating Sameer's program. And Sameer's viva session was:
Ma'm: Where did you find the logic for this program? Which book?
Sameer: In a text book.
Ma'm: Who has written that book?
Sameer: Anand Naik.
Ma'm:Aanand Naik? Who is this guy? Mr. India?? "
The next thing we noticed, both Ma'm and Sameer were laughing profusely at that remark. :D
Second semester was never complete without the English classes. It was very tough for us to decide which one was more entertaining, Kannada or English? :D English classes were taken by a grandpa whose name none of us know to this day. The maximum strength ever in his class was 4 or 5. And that number would never have reached 5 if it wasn't for me. One day, our classes were got over at 12:30 ( I was oblivious to the fact that we had English class at 12:30). Four students were still sitting at their desks after most of the students had vacated the class. And I don't want to disclose those four names. :P Anyways, Puttu and Sameer were all packed and ready to leave when I noticed some drawing done by Sandeep Rao on the board for some occasion. I went up to the board, took a piece of chalk, and started correcting some lines of the drawing that were erased by someone. The first 5-10 seconds were filled with "Eh santya.. Nadi le.. Time aagyada.. Hoguna.. ". After that, there was dead silence. My initial impression was that Sameer and Puttu had found some pending lab assignments to complete and were busy with it like the other four in the class. But then, I turned around slowly, and I saw our dead Grandpa crouched on the first desk reaching out for the English text book in his thaila.! In 10 seconds, I was standing at the bakery, panting and cursing Puttu and Sameer for not warning me when the grandpa entered the class while the two were laughing their heads off. :$
Soon came our exams, and I must specifically mention that I screwed up my Basic Electronics paper because the invigilator was none other than.. Umm.. you know.. :D
Two weeks of slogging and night outs and we were through with our exams. (Also, during one of our night outs, Sameer had dozed off with his mouth open and Puttu had poured a good 2 teaspoons of tea powder into his mouth. :D). After the exams, we were back to our cricket, WWE sessions and other timepass stuff.
Somewhere, in the corner of our minds, we three knew that the next semester was not going to be the same for us three stooges because all of us were getting into different branches. I was about to join the Psycho Department while Puttu was getting into the CSE and Sameer into the Mech Department. :(
PS: Thanks to Kavva for the corrections . :P
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