Unleashed!!!!

The joy of a paper plane flying across and hitting just prefect “points “and then ducking all over to hide your mimicked face when all around you know who the culprit was, can only be understood and enjoyed by those who belong to the elite group of students who try to hog the limelight and well every other “light “ right from the last bench.

Though none of us are good pilots technically speaking but our acts of zooming jets of chalks virtually whizzing past the noses of those obvious targets or sometime stuck in those not so straight hair would give any damn 8 digit earning Pilot a run for his money. Do you feel guilty at times doing this .Nopes ,they deserve it.

I have no regards for anyone who changes love interests at the drop of a hat rather at the availability of maggi plates. Perhaps I am wasting web space writing about this.But anyways our entire engineering degree was a culmination of these short battle grounds and battles fought with missiles and ofcourse all know who the commander was. Before you start pointing fingers towards me. Nopes not me It our dear friend from the land of Maurya.

Stressing more on life in a class is like a myriad hue. The importance of the red beam of laser can only be understood if it is thrown at your face when you are sleeping with your mouth wide open.
I have been a true engineer in my classes I never doubt that and nor should you. I have built so many castles and dream houses in the air that would put our most “efficient” politicians to shame.
Life moves on but these days of college will be cherished by the “targets” we hit and ofcourse by those which we miss.
A dear friend of mine wrote about how rapidly things take a turn and you don’t know when the “interest” you thought you were walking along with is far gone to maybe a better company.Caution !!!