The EC story....

Following my friend's rather ornate illustration of being Electronics and Communication
Engineer(click here to view his blog),I decided, with all my 'expertise','specialized knowledge'
and reminiscences,to improve upon the illustration .....much the same way we used to dwell upon
quite confusing variety of 'design' problems and ultimately used to commit....with all the
sobriety of a preist at a baptism....to our rather extendable memory........highly extendable indeed...

So electronics and communication engineer........a rather imposing name as far as a hefty dowry is concerned....
but hey, lets not dwell upon that alley....we have time for that as well........
The first few instances would yield....with all the rosy fancies....all the technologically immaculate
scenes of a plush lab....gleaming state-of-the-art facilities and promises of wisdom.......but then we are
the 'cream' of the college.....and to obtain this rather proud edifice....the path is not of feather......
we toil to be the best........almost........so as I was saying...there are several hurdles we had to pass....
just like a metal has to pass through the fire.....labs that speak of middle aged torments....even weirder ways
to surpass them......manipulations....theatrics......ignorance.....its all part of the deal......and the lab notes........if Holmer would have seen the way we maintained records...he would have surely plucked his beard
in envy as his creation would certainly have looked like a mere scrap on a leaf........but then it takes a lot
to be an engineer.......and there would be several 'economy edition' of the same lab notes.......for as I say
"dire and immediate necessity..."

We were the 'other' section....not the one that used to have the bulk of the grey matter.....but the one that
used to fetch marks........much to the chagrin of the other more wise section......but you dont need much
grey matter when you have a spacious brain(doesnt matter even if it is empty).....and boy we used our brain....
maybe not for the conventional use..........and hey it would certainly be unfair to say we had no breaks......
for that matter we had many...thanks to our two able CRs(well its for you to decide the full forms).......its 11.30
in the morning and we used to greet the other students in sleepy sheepish smiles....and return to our reveries...for its an off day for us to study.......what do you expect? we are E&C........the best!!!

And then the semester comes....and we return to our chambers.....day in day out .....beyond cigarrete smokes and sheafs of A4s, you
can make out cowering figures looking at no where in particular.....fixed in their typical postures of concentration and murmuring
texts with implicit accuracy.......and the section known for its frustrating silence when the teacher asks questions has most of its
inmates holding the sceptre of 'distinction' with unmitigated pride.......we are the best indeed........

So now when we are nearing the end of our journey ...we 'think' with all the sense of sanity we used to posess...about
our 'engineering' days.......the thing that comes into my mind is "if you can get the job done with resources you know
wont last,time you know wont suffice and knowledge you know is not adequate then you already have become an engineer..."