Revert Back Your College Days

By: Susil Kumar Nagarajan

Hi!
Every one of us has pleasant experiences passed by during our college days. It comes to light when we tell them out. If we do not tell them and keep them as long as we live, they go to the earth with no reasons. Pleasant feelings, enjoyable moments, and sorrows which are collectively phrased ‘Pleasant Experience’. I would like to tell you whatever I am able to remember those happened during my college days. I request the readers to flash back your past experiences and really enjoy.

Who is hero?
I am not specific to a single person to the role of the Hero in this. It would look as if I be the hero of the story. Talking from my perspective it might seem to be like that. But let me include each one of my friends as the story flows in an order.

The first day
I went to the classroom. Every one of us was present before I went to the classroom. Going late was not new for me but usual. The moment I got embarrassed came. All stood up. I thought the new lecturer was standing behind me. But the classroom waiting for the new staff thought that I was the new staff but not one of them. It is because I was stout and looked like as an aged compared to them. Having felt ashamed of my physical appearance, I found a seat at the last row of the classroom. Sakthivel came and sat by me and became a friend of mine. On the first day, I could only count how many of us are in the class. It was 38 in BCA and 25 in DCA.

I was suffering from nostalgia. Contemplating what happened in the classroom, I thought I would be a misfit to continue my schooling in BIIT (Bosco Institute of Information Technology). I decided strongly to telephone my father on this issue and by all means wanted to quit the place immediately. I phoned him up. As I expected, He was present the next day. I was happy thinking that I would be leaving for my village that afternoon. I had no idea of joining in other colleges. The treatment I needed was an instant quit. But it did not happen; I remained in the college after my father explained the critical family situation we were in. I am not going to tell about them which would redirect to other path.

The end of the first week

The card system was introduced. In BIIT, students must not speak in their mother tongue and should speak only in English. Any one found speaking in languages other than English would be given a card. On the card, the name of the person and the time when he spoke the native language would be written. This card would be circulating. The one who got the card at the end of the day should go and meet the Director of BIIT, and also should pay a fine of Rs.10. The card system worked well. It actually introduced me to Selvaraj, Jacob, Antony Raj, and Rajesh.

Funny Days

All the days I was in the classroom had lots of fun. Only few days keep haunting me in memory.

I did my schooling till Higher Secondary Studies in Tamil medium and so could I find difficult to follow the accent which my staffs used to play with the language. My English teacher by name Maria Leo Francis kept repeating one sentence which I did not know till I was ashamed of my poor listening. He asked me something. I replied,” I am not Rangasamy. I am susil”. The entire classroom laughed. Without knowing, I happened to laugh. What he asked was: Do you understand me?

Leo Charlie who naturally has got the ability to make every one laugh at his double-meaning sentences became very close to my relationship, because our thoughts coincided many times. We used to sing songs. We found difficult singing songs in Tamil because the native language should not be practiced inside the campus. We literally translated Tamil songs into English.

Few of them are:

Apple lady who are you…………….
Ice cream statue who are you………
In my eyes you appear and disappear as unseen water………

Somewhere on a road side…….
My view had been lost………

We irritated people who had the card with them singing songs like this……….

(Only tamilians can understand these words and can laugh)

One more song that we sang repeatedly was:

One day pleasant evening time……..
Beautiful falling season……….
Just far away I have seen her
There itself I lost myself………

Just far away I have seen her
There itself I lost myself………

The lies she repeated…….
In between some truths……

Gravitational force is with her…….
Gravitational force is with her……

(This song is from Ghajini )

There was actually n number of songs we used to kill the words in them

One more beautiful song we sang as a group was:
Kanmani…….
With love…….
Your lover…………
I…… I………..
Writing letter……….
Letter writing……..
Let it be writing a letter……..

Read…………..

(The words are sung)

I said,” read”.
You sang………….
When I think of you
Poems flow into me as falls
But to sit and write
I don’t know writing

Should I write this also?
No…. This is love……….
Telling what my love is, I feel crying….
Thinking you also feel crying………
Crying gets stopped by itself

This is not the love a human can understand
It is beyond that……….
(Echoing……)

Hope… You have screened these words in your memory to have fun with later. If these lines could bring a little smile on your face, remember how we could have enjoyed.

Before going for first semester holidays………

Linton and Anand became friends of mine. Believe it we are still friends despite we are not in touch with each other. Linton used to always nag girls. On a fine Saturday, Daisy, my friend, was going on the way to her hostel around 8pm. It was dark. Linton called her and warned her not to go the way there were devils. She apprehensively replied,” Don’t make me afraid”. He said,” Hey! Devils are scared of you. So take the other way”.

Studying for the exams

I believe most of the students tend to open books at least a day before the exams. We were also the victims and so did we do the same whenever we had exams, whether it was class tests or semester exams. In the second semester, we sincerely were studying C-Data Structures for the exam. We were present in the exam hall. Question papers were distributed. Having gone through the books the previous night, we were over-confident. Eyes started blinking as soon as question-paper was received. The last day, we studied the previous semester book. We forgot to go through the current semester book. We did not believe that we scored good marks than others.

Communication Class
In our college, we have communication class to improve English conversation skills every Saturday. We, as the beginners in the first semester, struggled and mispronounced words and framed no correct sentences. We learnt the language English well after about 2nd semester. We were then in 3rd semester. The new comers came for the communication class. What made me laugh was:
One girl introduced herself. She described a story in English. She talked very fluently. At the end of the speech, she wanted to tell a proverb as the moral of the story. Actually, she had forgotten what she was coming to say that she memorized the previous night. The way she stood, blinked and shied really made me laugh.

Fun at CSR (Computer Studies for Religious)
When we were in 4th semester, we had an opportunity to teach Religious People (Fathers, Sisters) the computer fundamentals in the laboratory. Pandiyan was handling a nun teaching her how to work with windows environment. He was instructing her how to handle mouse and what mouse options were. She knew nothing about computer. At one point of time, he asked her to click on the ok button on the window shown in the screen. She immediately took the mouse and kept on the monitor and asked him how to click. He could not but control laughing. Lot of funny things happened during CSR teaching. I am not able to recollect all.

Birthday celebration
Birthday babies are given surprise in our hostel. They are woken up and fed birthday cakes at midnight. It was usual in our hostel. I knew these things. It was my birthday. I planned to cheat my inmates. I asked Siva to sleep on my cot. I told Daniel to sleep on Ramji’s Cot. Ramji had to go to Siva’s cot. I was sleeping on Daniel’s cot. Clock stroked 12’o clock. All gathered and rounded up my cot on which Siva was sleeping. Siva had all surprising things. Being got deceived, my friends were in search of me. They found Daniel, Ramji and at last me. I can’t forget that.

Going to get over…………………….
Hope…. You, while reading, put yourself into the shoes of us. With no surprise, you would have gone back to your college days. Please let your memories become sentences to make others’ memories to flow out as stories. Thank you for reading this patiently.