Four months into NITIE. I’ll not bore you by saying that it feels like yesterday when I entered the lush green campus that would be my home for the next whatever.
I’ll also not tell you how you get in here, or how things work around; neither will I tell you about the placements (yes, you do get shitloads of money and an MBA continues to be the most overrated degree).
What I will tell you though, is how I see people here. (The other way round might not be very pleasant)
Bright eyed, hardworking, smart, raring to go, they all want to make it big and make it really, really fast.
So different, yet so similar.
You have all varieties:
People who study, people who don’t, people who sing, people who dance, people who write, people who brag and people who whine. The Street-smart jugaadu, the multimillionaire, the cool dude, the college sweetheart, The sweet innocent one, the proud owner of HIMYM, Dexter and Friends, Mr. CFA, the one who asks too many questions, the achiever and the Dark horse.
The girls, as a rule, never pretty enough, the guys, chauvinists.
Everyone is nocturnal, everyone a broke.
The place bustles with energy, with passion and sometimes with a perpetual fear of being left behind. But it sizzles. It moves. There’s a Prerana. A Lakshya. And an NPL. The whackjobs make all of it work. And how!
Welcome to the world of orderly chaos!