In my latest trip to India after one and a half year in US, I had a lotsa fun for one month in India... Wanted to see all places n do/eat all things for which I had a connection for past 26 yrs..One of them was of course visit to BCET..
On our pilgrimage tour of a day from ludhiana via Pathu to Asr for golden temple visit.. came in between a place which can be termed as "where I spent one of d most exciting phases of my life " BCET, GSP...
Me,chhavs, mom dad driving on NH34 and we crossed dinanagar, and we had planned we wil stop in our college on our way n suddenly me n chhavs were over excited n our heart started beating @ speed of car ( 120 / min ) as if this was our first visit to our college n I had Qs in my mind how wud it be ? or as if d day came wen I had first seen chhavs n my dil goes ZOOM ZOOM :) [ chuckles ]
Taking a left turn to enter the college, I see a dhabha on right which was Bhola Dhaba ( why did I kept on receiving mails saying its not there anymore ... of course it was but Bhola n tarlok were no there ]
I hoped to see any known guards which I could recognize which helped us ( cheems me sumi gupta saini to let go for 1am pranathas ) but al were new..
Just after entry before hostel# 1 there I see a Verka booth.. ( a new addition ) and then Hostel # 2 ( a new addition )..
ON entry a lawn mantained in which BCET has been written with grass n mantained well..... go further all hotsels had flag hoisted on cemented elevated slabs on which hostel number was engraved...
It was 1pm in Mid june but I was not feeling the heat.. oh I realized the entire campus was so beautifully covered with big trees.. all trees in our time had grown to full trees giving excellent shade to all students who r doing a GHERI to pulia.. :)
Reaching in front of the old computer block, I see another 2 blocks on d same side.. Administrative block and chemical block.. computer block moved to mechanical block ( I wish this could have happened earlier during our time :) )
moved further the Kacha rasta has been closed from mech block to Girls hostel ( chhavs spotted this ) and a new Nescafe booth opened in b/w pulia and shopping complex..
There were very few students / teachers in college as it was bunk / holidays period but I saw some gals walking from proper road on way to hostel but d way was full of shade n chhavs was "hum to dhoop main mare n yeh aish maar rahe hain chaya main"...
No change in Shopping complex / dispensary / tennis courts but the sign which earlier said "Prohibted Area for BOYS students " now said "Prohibited Area for Students" but same wohi our college admin.. how wil gals walk from there to their hostel... koi flyover to bana nahin :)
Baaki met Library assitant.. usne bahut pakaaya but gave us some news..
1. Production Engg. was closed in BCET now ( news which madem my heart pain )
2. Our college soon becomin NIT ( National Institute of technology )
3. Good placements happening ( WIPRO,HP,Infy coming n picking students )
4. College princi is now Nirmal singh ( Mech Prof. who used to say I have 2 daughters, both of them are girls. )
Rest canteen has a new look n has been opened near the mech block in d same shape of JDR REC canteen ( i m sure everyone knows tat canteen from consuelling days )
Chhavs met Prof. PK who recognized her .. n tellin proudly my PK bro is in canada for years now... [ chhavs n mona ne bahut nakal lagaayi hain uski ]
All said and one we felt really happy after visting our old college and I wish I had some more time to vist our prof's though I went to their offices of OP singh, Thakar, Gill,Rao but all empty but now they were all carpeted nicely n had coolers/ ac :)
Wish that time all we guys would have been together.. it would have been a blast !
Posting few pics..visit link below
BCET Snaps
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Thursday, July 03, 2008
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Wonderful Recap of college life
One fine day we received a mail in coolfolks from our one liner expert " Saini "
Here it goes !
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This is a small creativity.. .. Hope you all with like it.... Specially guys......
College Ke Kuch Aakhri Lamhe....... ..
I walked with my best friends across the campus...... . ... towards my class... my final year engineering class. The hour hand at the watch said ... it was ten minutes past 5.... and there was not even a single trace of any life in the college..... ... except for we five.... me and my best pals ...........
Another ten steps.. and there was our class with the doors shut... !!! we were on the second floor... and the sun setting down in the valley with its orange rays was creating a magical scene. Had a wish that the time stops at that very moment... but it never happens... the seconds hand ticked heavily..... and we opened the doors of the class for one last time........ ......... ..
Wished i cud ask my teacher..."may i come in.... " and wanted to hear her shout.... "You late again... no attendance.. ." but there was no one there... just empty desks.. and we five .... looking at the walls.... and the desks.. all empty... with quotes we wrote ... and the raised platform .. where the torture classes were held.... and the last benches.. where we had fun.... laughed ..... kicked out.... hiding from the teachers... pleading for attendance.. ......... .. million memories rolled like a muvee into our minds.... and there was complete silence for a moment.. and we smiled ... laughed!!!!!
Walked like heroes from the medivial times.... jumped over the benches... had a look at the bench .. where the so called Gurdaspurie localites used to sit......drifted to our place ... ... sat there...... side seats... didnt feel like the last day .... dont remember how we met .... how we came to such a stage... feels like i know my friends from ages... feel like as if i was born in this college..... feel like i was always here...
The entire class was still there alive.... the last benchers sleeping.... ...... the guys chatting amongst themselves.. ......... the teacher in his own world...... Suman sitting besides me ..... cribbing about something .... Gupta sitting on first bench taking down notes.... and Bakshi smiling at the guys .... Cheema ... trying talking to the Kang ... and we laughing about something of the other..... me occasionally scribbling something on my notepad..... . ....... making some sketches.. or bullshit poetry ............
Ahh.. Bakshi asking me to look outside... for some babes from csc ... standing there....... and i without even a word....looked outside.. it was an unsaid communication. ... Cheema pinged me... and i, with the same enthu... looked outside... but today there wasnt anybody there....... ......... just the deserted corridor.... ....... and i cud see the CSS department at the end... no one there....... ......... ...
looked back...... but there was Suman .. in his dream world.... not scribbling anything in his notebook... not laughing this time..... not sayin anything this time........ .... just sitting there.. and there was tarun... and there was me ......
"roll number 431......... . .. "
"roll number 431......... ... Suman .... u sleeping again....... . "
"Ok fine........ ..... roll number 432"
"........... ......... ... hey .. present ma'm........ ..... "
"you sleep dear...!!! no attendence for you......... ........"
No attendence.. .. the class has ended... and my friends... chatting and laughing .... going for a chai... aur a samossa..... . aur a lemon juice...
and we sat there ..... sat there all alone ......... closed our eyes, for the entire world outside the walls of the campus was calling us.......... .....
In the night.. for one last time ........... collected the money for parathas ......... a tough time with little or no money......Sat on the dhabba...... ... wanted to enjoy every moment...... ...Then moved to one and only pullia in front of GH and chat for long under the starry sky………
Its 5’O clock in the morning….. waiting for Shivam bus to arrive… wishing luck for the feature……its all dark around in the morning….its time to apart….. with lot of dreams and wet eyes…
Bus arrived …..…. met with all for the last time.. and gave a one last wet look to BCET gate … and we all set in Shivam to go to achieve our dreams ………..
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This mail from saini was a pleasant surprise because of many reasons: as he always write one liners and thats it and tat too he has stoppe writing ... and he wrote this in perfect english :) though it was a fwd from somwhere else but I am sure he did put a lot of eeforts in it to give it this shape....
Whatever you say college friends n time is d best part of life and even a single liner from them make u smile and tk u back in time !
Saini U Rock :)
Here it goes !
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
This is a small creativity.. .. Hope you all with like it.... Specially guys......
College Ke Kuch Aakhri Lamhe....... ..
I walked with my best friends across the campus...... . ... towards my class... my final year engineering class. The hour hand at the watch said ... it was ten minutes past 5.... and there was not even a single trace of any life in the college..... ... except for we five.... me and my best pals ...........
Another ten steps.. and there was our class with the doors shut... !!! we were on the second floor... and the sun setting down in the valley with its orange rays was creating a magical scene. Had a wish that the time stops at that very moment... but it never happens... the seconds hand ticked heavily..... and we opened the doors of the class for one last time........ ......... ..
Wished i cud ask my teacher..."may i come in.... " and wanted to hear her shout.... "You late again... no attendance.. ." but there was no one there... just empty desks.. and we five .... looking at the walls.... and the desks.. all empty... with quotes we wrote ... and the raised platform .. where the torture classes were held.... and the last benches.. where we had fun.... laughed ..... kicked out.... hiding from the teachers... pleading for attendance.. ......... .. million memories rolled like a muvee into our minds.... and there was complete silence for a moment.. and we smiled ... laughed!!!!!
Walked like heroes from the medivial times.... jumped over the benches... had a look at the bench .. where the so called Gurdaspurie localites used to sit......drifted to our place ... ... sat there...... side seats... didnt feel like the last day .... dont remember how we met .... how we came to such a stage... feels like i know my friends from ages... feel like as if i was born in this college..... feel like i was always here...
The entire class was still there alive.... the last benchers sleeping.... ...... the guys chatting amongst themselves.. ......... the teacher in his own world...... Suman sitting besides me ..... cribbing about something .... Gupta sitting on first bench taking down notes.... and Bakshi smiling at the guys .... Cheema ... trying talking to the Kang ... and we laughing about something of the other..... me occasionally scribbling something on my notepad..... . ....... making some sketches.. or bullshit poetry ............
Ahh.. Bakshi asking me to look outside... for some babes from csc ... standing there....... and i without even a word....looked outside.. it was an unsaid communication. ... Cheema pinged me... and i, with the same enthu... looked outside... but today there wasnt anybody there....... ......... just the deserted corridor.... ....... and i cud see the CSS department at the end... no one there....... ......... ...
looked back...... but there was Suman .. in his dream world.... not scribbling anything in his notebook... not laughing this time..... not sayin anything this time........ .... just sitting there.. and there was tarun... and there was me ......
"roll number 431......... . .. "
"roll number 431......... ... Suman .... u sleeping again....... . "
"Ok fine........ ..... roll number 432"
"........... ......... ... hey .. present ma'm........ ..... "
"you sleep dear...!!! no attendence for you......... ........"
No attendence.. .. the class has ended... and my friends... chatting and laughing .... going for a chai... aur a samossa..... . aur a lemon juice...
and we sat there ..... sat there all alone ......... closed our eyes, for the entire world outside the walls of the campus was calling us.......... .....
In the night.. for one last time ........... collected the money for parathas ......... a tough time with little or no money......Sat on the dhabba...... ... wanted to enjoy every moment...... ...Then moved to one and only pullia in front of GH and chat for long under the starry sky………
Its 5’O clock in the morning….. waiting for Shivam bus to arrive… wishing luck for the feature……its all dark around in the morning….its time to apart….. with lot of dreams and wet eyes…
Bus arrived …..…. met with all for the last time.. and gave a one last wet look to BCET gate … and we all set in Shivam to go to achieve our dreams ………..
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
This mail from saini was a pleasant surprise because of many reasons: as he always write one liners and thats it and tat too he has stoppe writing ... and he wrote this in perfect english :) though it was a fwd from somwhere else but I am sure he did put a lot of eeforts in it to give it this shape....
Whatever you say college friends n time is d best part of life and even a single liner from them make u smile and tk u back in time !
Saini U Rock :)
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