It’s the circle of life…

September 17, 2007

Sree Chitra Tirunal Institute of Technology-Reputedly the second best college in the city.
That is where i have ended up after years of not studying, one month of crash courses, one week of praying and three days of stu…err.. trying to study. Not to mention the six months or so of insufferable boredom we had to go through after the entrances ( all thanks to the super efficient government that we have elected). I’ve been to college like three days now. And can you belive so much stuff have happened in this short while ? READ.

Rumours about how things are run in this place reached me long before I even knew where the collge was situated- all thanks to the numerous seniors from our school who made it to the same college. For nearly a year Prasanth chettan has been telling me about how he barly knows the whole campus, how they call strikes for everything etc.

And one week ago I got a better idea about the strike part during my conversation with another Senior in messenger.

Senior: 2nd yr innu strike vilichu , we dint co operate
Syam Nath: lol why? strike for what ?
Senior : switch board il thottaal shock adikkunnu
Syam Nath : =))
Senior : pandu collgile maram vettiyathinu nammal s3 yil strike vilichatha

Also heard is that, they called a strike because of the smoke entering the campus while the road outside was being re-surfaced. 🙂

Armed with the knowledge that life in this place was going to be a lot different from the life we have had at school so far, I and my father walked into the campus last wednesday to complete the admission formalities. On entry into the main building i was greeted by the sight of this chechi throwing her footwear at a chettan. (Probably her best friend)

Sometime later I was talking to Gokul chettan, neighbour and senior and asked him if he knew where Prasanth chettan, 2nd year was?. He decided that we go to his class and find out. We find out the 2nd year computer class and ask around for Prasanth to realise that he was not lying after all when he says he does not go to class. His own classmates do not know who Prasanth is. 😐

From nine in the morning till three in the evening, i was there and saw a couple of seniors being in the hall the whole time, confirming my belief that no one ever attended regular class in this place. Later i saw a senior and asked ” Chetto, no class for you now ? ”

“Njan cut adei” comes the reply)
“What about attendence? ”
“Aarelum proxy vilicholum”

At around noon i came across an other seniors from school and asks “Chettanum cut anno?” (You are also bunking classes??)
Comes the reply, “podei, i just came to college”

Ankane ADIKAM sambhava vikasankal ilate ah divasam kadannu poyi 🙂

The next day our classes began officially in SCT. College inte sontham bus aaya KSRTC il annu nammal freshers inte yathra. What to do yaar… matte bus il keriya seniors chaps akum. That day evening, Nitheesh boarded the college bus to go home . Seeing that Rohit proclaims, ” De, avan bus il keeri.. naale shavam pongum”….
A Nitheesh who went into the bus all smiling and neatly dressed , tucked in etc…. came back the next day alive to the surprise of many. But the look on his face conveyed everything.

Even through hearing stories about seniors pickling the guys they got hold off and hearing more about them waiting for me(Thanks to our community activities on orkut.com ) the classes were like throughly enjoyable; all thanks to some brilliant dramatic speeches by the SFI and some teachers.

First day itself the SFI unit marched into our building to give us the ROYAL welcome. We heard an argument down the corridor. From what we made out, some teacher had asked them to stop there. Odane vili thodanki ” pratishedham pratishedham… SFI yude pratishedham”..
A round of applause 2 minutes later made it aparant that they had been given permission to come in. In marches a gang of seniors with a white flag.They distrubuted sweets to the whole classs and then itself Oru chettan speech thodanki. Half way into it a guy from class stood up and interrupted the blood boiling words (which possibly would otherwise have fired up many a student into rebellion. )and asks, “chetta.. muttayi kiteela”
Chettan: “@!# $@#$#Q@$ ”
Shortly he went on to speak about the history of the organisation and ended it with ” … ankane SFI yude chengotta aaya SCT ileku ningalku hardavamaaya swagatham.. thats all.”
Nammal motham koode ezhunettu ninnu clap adichu.. oru period poyi kitti.

This was the first doubt that Akri (Arun Krishna) asked in his college life. “Iee SFI il cherunnatu enkana? “….comes the reply “atu avanmaru chertholum.. menakedenda”

The college, i have discovered, have some teachers who are much more interested in wasting time than the students. This new teacher called the attendance around three times in three different orders. Rojan remarks to me “iyaalu ollapo nammal enthina time waste chaiyan menakedunne”.(with him around why should we take an interest in wasting time) The next class he came and 5 minutes into class his mobile rang. He said he would come back in 5 minutes and our class waited for him the next whoe hour. Rojan again remarks: ” enikorappa.. ayaalu ALARM vechitu eranki poyata”(me thinks he purposefuly set the alarm to ring at this time.)

(entameee ..avanete koode irunna enne get out adikum.. seriously)

That day introduced to us another teache, who supposedly TEACHES us Basic electrical engg. He came to class and says “che why are all the books open. Close it.. first class alle.
Now about me. My name is <….>. And about the marking scheme. You neednt submit me any assignments. And your attendance also ..i will be giving you full 10 marks. Venel classil varam okay…pinne enne patti vere enthu ariyanam? njan married annu.. oru child ondu… and ente brother ondu.. hes not married…. aarkelum sister ondel nammalku alochikkam.. ondo ???”

“ivide lets behave like friends…. nammal ellam friendly aayirikum.. ninkalku ennodu enthum chodikkam.. venel theri vilikkam….but njan tirichu vilikkum… atum ninkalu sahikkanam . Anyone has any doubts about me?”

Me: “Sir ..nammalku oru cinema kaanan pokamo?”
Sir: “Eda mone .. njan kaanunna cinema ninakonnum kaaan kollathilleda”
Whispering from behind me: “iyaaalku oru childee olllaaa? ”

He goes on to tell us about electricity and ATTRACTION between particles thus : ” For example….. ivide evanmarrku(points to the boys).. ninakale kanda(the girls) bhayankara atttractionaa”.

A guy sitting in my bench is from Bihar. (I talked to him half an hour in malayalam without knowledge of the matter). To him the above sir says, “Oh malayalam theriyaata?… ”
A guy remarks: ” sir namal padipichu kodukunundu”
Sir “Nalla nalla THA KA PA MA.. vechokke olla words kondu thanne thodankanam .. kettode?”
(The said Bihari now responds with “sukham thanne” if you ask him his name).

All said and done, that sir is one of the best we came across.

Ankane paranju parnaju valare sambhavabahulamaaya oru class hour koodi avasanichu.

SCT is a new experience. To quote from DP’s note about an old poem, “It is the mourning about the passing away of one way of life… giving way to another. The never ending cycle of change. The circle of life”.
On the first day i learned that the current principal of SCT, who teaches me taught my dad in CE, THIRTY EIGHT years ago. Wow thats a long time. It feels weird to be taught by the same guy. Always keeps wanting to ask how dad was in class. Was he indeed as bright as he always boasts? heh. Another historic connection comes in , in the form of the PTA president who was my dad’s classmate the same thirty eight years back.
Yes the circle has come around. And to complete it… dad gave me the old protractor he used to take to college. It is yellowish in colour and looks like it belongs in the museum rather than in my bag. A piece of history…a piece of life for me now.

-AMDG
P.S.
This post is written, all thanks to Felicity who gave me the idea and asked me to write about the beginning of college. It extends a very warm and heartful thanks to her, not only for the above but also for being the wonderfully warm and loving person and friend she is.

P.P.S
The author fears for his life in the eventuality that some of his seniors from college come across this post.
Allel thanneyum…mikkavarrum naale thanne enne seniors pokum… valatum bakki ondel avanmaru pickle akki oru matchbox(Athraye kannu) il akki… parcel ayakum. Had a slight disagreement with them. ah varunnatu varunnidathu vechu kaanam…
Pray for me.Thankoo..