Finally, the moment has arrived. As of now,my professional college life hangs in a balance. Future seems bleak. My chances of getting my degree has become very slim now. How? You may ask. Here goes the story. My 3 years. ..
3 years back, I joined this prestigious(so-called) institution called Nehru College(Jawaharlal Institute of Technology, to be precise) in pursuit of a Bachelor’s Degree in Engineering. And as time went by, all i got was a lot of back-papers and even more bad reputation. I was categorized to be among the worst students by my teachers(if you can call them teachers i.e). They just took on my life and turned it into a living hell. Humans with the viciousness of a vulture, breeding on my flesh and bones; quenching their thirst by sucking me off my blood. They preyed on me for the past 3 years. I survived.
Coming to the point. My synonyms just show the way I think about the majority of staff at JIT(my college). My actions have taken me to a point where it’s not clear whether there is a path ahead and there is a strong possibility that you may just have to walk back. It doesn’t matter 3 or 5 years you have walked down this road. If there is no path ahead, you must have to walk back. The hard truth hits me like a rock every time. Reality is harder.
AS always, I messed up my attendance percentage(the min. required percentage is 75%) and got a 57% attendance. I bunked classes and escaped from the tenacious grip of my teachers. Most of the times, I was afraid of getting killed by them and this lead to consistent bunking of classes. Whenever I came to the class, they attacked with a reason or the other. Reasons weren’t that hard to come by for them, actually. I was a good punching bag for them for I didn’t respond. My mouth has been glued for too long. It got used to being kept shut.
I still remember that day when I raised my voice against my class-teacher in my freshman year. To this point, I never regret my actions for she deserved what she got. A reminder that there are people smarter and greater than her. If she gets a complex by reckoning this “Fact” , I say FUCK OFF! XX
I really wish I get a chance to beat up these bastards. If there was one feeling greater than sex, I’d say it would be beating up your bosses(in this case, my ass-hole staff at JIT).
I’m not saying all of them are bad, but a lot of bad fishes in the pond may just as well make the good ones also bad. That’s the perpetual case in my college(especially my department).
So where do I stand now. I’m at the mercy of these a**-holes. They wan’t me to lick their feet for attendance percentage. They make me run miles inside the college for silly things. They make the best of their time; for the ball is in their court. I’ll do anything they say. I know, you might be wondering why would be it like that after babbling for the past few minutes. I’ve wasted good 3 years of my life here in this hell. My heart just doesn’t allow me to come out of there without a degree in my hand. So, I’ll do anything they say. Fix me, tape me up; do anything. Just make me appear for the exams. And if they make me drop out, I say i’m not going out without a fight.
Sounds fair doesn’t it?
The tables will change in due course of time, I know this for a fact. I’m waiting for my turn. Desperately waiting. ..
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