THE CLASS OF MY DREAMS AND ITS POST-MORTEM
» By - Deepak Mulchandani

I was always in search of a class where I could share my views frankly with a section of people filled with humility till I entered first year of B.E.in.SRKNEC.

The first day of college was full of nervousness and anxiety for me. We were given a speech by the commissioner of police regarding the duties of an engineer and their experience. We were then introduced to the members of SRC(Student Representative Council) who gave us information about the campus of the college by taking each batch of juniors to the various locations of college. Then, I along with my mates were forced to attend a class and that too of mind boggling chemistry on very first day itself .l I was not understanding the topics, but one guy, Aniruddha Kundu (better known as a CBSE student and who by a great tragedy is now a member of www.funonthecampus.com) gave the answers quite correctly. I was very terrified on the very first day because I could not understand the topic taught at the chemistry laboratory.

Many days passed away and meanwhile I made pretty good friends as Ashish, Joydeep, Rao, Aniruddha, Nikhil and Markand to name a few. The atmosphere in the classroom, during the break specially, was quite exhilarating where we friends used to gather together and make fun of our teachers. My fellow classmates were the most interesting and humble human beings I have ever come across and all my doubts, whatever they were vanished in the air when I discussed these with my friends.

We enjoyed playing cricket during the break and also during some very boring periods. In Mahasangram, a tennisball cricket tournament organised by CESA (Civil Engineering Student Association ), our team "Mastikhor Kids" created a sensation and entered the finals becoming the only team of the first year students to enter the finals beating three teams on the way. Our team was supported fully by my classmates who did not even hesitate to bunk their classes. This unity along with our teams hardwork were responsible for such a wonderful performance by the team lead by Atul Markand (he was playing for VCA, so you can guess that he was quite professional). Unfortunately, we did not live upto expections and perished at the finals. But the support of my classmates including the girls is something which cannot be described by words.

This is one of the examples showing unity at it's best. But as it is said, to every dawn, there is a dusk. The same thing happened to my dream (i.e. class) as a new session began after the examination. I realised that my dreams were shattered because I know that I will not be so lucky to get the same class because of the different branches of my classmates. I just pray to God that I be bestowed with the section of good people same as that of the class of my dreams in the near future too.