Many interesting events had occurred during this period. Or rather I made my life spicier by venturing into unfamiliar territories. We had to complete 6 credits of BTP. My partner was already convinced that he had to repeat it. Sometimes it looked like he would be happy with nothing but an F. Never in my dreams did I consider that scenario. I have had enough at IIIT. First of all, we had to change the project. I wanted to go for something theoretical so that we need not code. We met prof Kannan and told him that we would like to change our btp. Somehow I could say that he sensed we had not wanted to work much. He explained a few concepts about reversible programming and our new project was named “Applications of Reversible Programming”. Now I was in a dilemma. I wanted to ask the prof more about the idea (50% to make him think we are genuinely interested and 50% because of my willingness to know something about that). Finally I decided not to put in many questions. The prof`s time is really valuable and even after he clarifies my doubts, I may not be interested to work or he may push me a bit harder.
Came the 1st viva of the semester. I read a few papers and wrote them in my own words (this experience helped me to earn 10k later, more of this at the fag end of the post). I was confident that we would manage that viva. My partner set up the laptop and flipped the slides over. There were only 2 members present in our panel and it was obvious that they would be let us off for this time. I just explained the slides with appropriate examples. It went absolutely fine except for a minor blip when my partner took up the baton and started stumbling and mumbling over words. I was like ” u fool! we will be getting the same grade” This viva gave me the confidence that we would scrape through somehow. I took some interesting courses that semester like PR and NLP. I liked both of them initially but later PR just became a set of derivations and NLP laid too much stress on semantics. So, I had to just study for the exams. We had projects in NLP & PR. In NLP, I teamed up with haas n harsha and PR with Kosuru. NLP went fine as harsha n haas knew about me and they did all the work. They explained it to me a couple of hourse before and I was to give the presentation. This was easy for me and I did it well. For the endsem, ravikiran took us a tute on the course and somehow I managed to escape an F. I was 4th from bottom after the mids and below average in the endsem. But the project saved me and I got through with a B.
In PR, it was tougher. Kosuru wanted me to work. I chose the easier part and with the help of tarak and sairam did it (they did it for me). The prof kept on shifting the presentation schedule and finally it was at 9.15 pm. I wanted to go for a night show and Kosuru was shocked. I somehow managed to give the presentation before the movie time and left. For the endsem, I spent 3-4 hours in the library and got some gyaan from tarak. I managed a B. I have a couple of open electives left and opted for lp and numerical analysis. Sandeep was there in both these courses and he helped me through proxies, tutes and by sharing assignments. This guy has always helped me in many matters. I had taken many assignments from him. Of course, I occasionally returned favors like doing a STS assignment worth 20% for him when he was enjoying at home. So, I managed through all the courses somehow in the 1st sem. BTP was a big hurdle. The final viva was fast approaching and reports of CVIT and CDE students preparing 100-120 slides for their final viva spread like wildfire. We did no work but to read those papers. We never coded in a reversible language. We just knew their names. But we had to get through. After all, we are humans. We put in a little effort and expect high rewards. We always met our prof before the viva. We met him before the last viva and my partner was asking for some sort of guarantee that we didn`t fail. The prof said that it was very difficult to get failed in BTP which I thought was only possible if we are absent. In the viva, we were asked a few questions by prof sangal to which I didn`t know the exact answer but somehow managed by linking that with a concept in NLP. I didn`t know what I spoke but I made sure that I did a Gratiano out there. Finally, we were through and I thought we would get atleast a B. Thus ends 4-1. The campus life during this period was dull as everyone was busy preparing for CAT and placements. No one would give me company for carroms or tt or movies. Sandeep did come now and then and Koyya being Koyya was always game to a movie upon sufficient persuasion. The caroms tournament was great. I was a bit out of touch in the singles. The best player at that time, Pramod won. I n Gopal reached semis in doubles and lost to bappi n thummi, the only 2 guys I don`t mind winning over or losing to as long as I am playing with them. I played cricket occasionally. It was fun.
Enter October. All the CAT aspirants were intensely preparing for the exam. I had my share when I found no novels to read in Pramodh`s room. I went through the TIME papers now and then. I solved nearly 10 model papers quite high for me. The day before the exam, I was chatting with tarak till 2 and went half-asleep to the center. I thought I had done okay amd may get 3-4 calls including a B. I knew that there would be no A call and chances of C are slim. That made me lose interest in gd/pi process. The results came and I got interview calls from BIL. Around 7 ppl from our batch got calls and immediately a mailing list was formed so that we could meet at nights to discuss sample gd topics. I skipped them after going once or twice. A movie or a novel seemed a better proposition for me. I won`t write anything about my interviews as I had already written and it would be more helpful reading the experiences of a person who cracked the process rather than me who did not care for it. All my CAT score could do was to give an year for me, some interesting experiences with IMS as instructor and raise some hopes in me which were justly brought down.
Now the most eagerly waited placements season comes. Words like GPA cutoff and CTC were flowing. I never wanted a IT job. After I undeservedly (this word is judgemental) got my 10 credits for BTP, I did not feel as a CS graduate. But I knew that I am not going to join L and I (if I clear them) and chance of me getting through B was almost nil. So, I had to find a finance job. If I get a job in the placements, that would be a backup. Going through all this, I sat half-heartedly for the placements. The season kicked off with Deshaw. I can hardly understand anything in their PPT(pre placement talk) except the CTC. As expected, I did not get short-listed for any of the companies initially. Microsoft, Amazon and Adobe came next. It was terrible, getting up in the morning, putting on formals ( at times borrowed) listening to those PPTs and writing exams. Then I had to return to OBH in those formals and make sure that the liquid called sambhar does not spoil my shirt. I never checked my mails for the shortlisted candidates though as I knew I would not get through. One day, Cisco and Onmobile came. To my utter disbelief, I was shortlisted in both of them, only to face the perfect anticlimax. Later, I lost interest as this is only a backup that I am never going to use. Once I realized that, I went home the next day. Pramodh got placed on that day and he woke me up at 8 to tell that. First, I couldn`t get what he is saying but then I understood.
By the time I returned, most of them were placed. I got a mail from Jayadev that as I had not been appearing for the placements, I would be excluded from the process. I couldn`t read it to the end. After all, it is not The Godfather. My CAT score ensured that the barrage of questions about me dropping from placements was postponed. Anyways people were busy trying to remember their CTC and CGPA, comparing it to others. I had to take a couple of IT electives in my last sem. I left them too late. I was busy pondering over what to do. Then I saw a course PECN under Prof Ramamurthy. I thought we could ask him for a 4 credit project too. I chose to do the project with Vangi as he is not a bad coder. After all, we don`t need to code for the Prof`s projects. All we need to do is get a senior who had already done that and chang the project slightly. First of all, we need to get the prof to agree. So, Vangi and I went to his room. He initially shouted at us and said we wanted to get easy credits. What can we do? We know we deserve that and stood there quietly “jadivanaki jadavani dhunnapothulla”. After some time, he agreed and asked us to choose a project. We chose e-photo album as we already had that code. So, the academic requirements for my degree stand completed. But what have I learnt from this place? How to copy assignments, how to get proxies, how to fake work (I never learnt to copy in exams. Somehow, I find myself against that). If this is what I write, it shows regret for all those things I had done. I just found the system not to my liking. I fiddled with it; I got away with that. Prof Sangal once said that if all students get 100%, he would cancel the cgpa system which means it is not possible. It is all about relativity. How relatively unidiotic you are compared to one who skipped the BTP viva? how much well off you are for not choosing a tough nut as your BTP prof? There is nothing great about acads (I find, as u can see from my post).
About the administration, I had a hell of a time in my 8th sem getting a study certificate from dean. He kept the iimb call letter with him for 3 days as he felt the need to discuss the issue with prof B before signing the study certificate. He gave it to me promptly the day before the deadline. I somehow managed to send it within time. But it still surprises me that I despite possessing a colorful vocabulary, ran out of expletives before hope. Other than that, I had no problem with the administration. They seemed genetically averse to reforms. Tarak and I vented out frustration at the system in our personal discussions. The main problem was people were old-fashioned, not ready to give up, too judgemental and had dual principles, both the administrators and the rebels (most people call them so). Some of them consider NBH and yuktahar food wholesome. So, one cannot register for a single meal at NBH. If that food was good, the OBH messes were bad. Why not remove them? Why should a student pay the mess fee if he is not interested to eat in the mess? They say that a fee of 500 per month is charged in case of non-payment but that does not happen. Or rather I was lucky. People who fail students for copying assignments don`t mind admitting that they copied in the exams. A couple of tutors who gave Zeros for copying a code did assigments in a group. Still it is an encouraging sign for an optimist that the most senior student of the college thinks change can be attained through FSIS. I had to write about that 10k. Over the last year, I did some freelance works like article writing in which the BTP experience helped a lot.
I would sign off with the final month at IIIT. Days just flew by. I enjoyed music and religion courses. Perhaps, I am the only one to take a reco from music sir to IIMB. Then we had the batch trip. I was not that interested to be an inactive(inevitable) part of it but had to give in. Train journey rocked with the HP incident providing enough fun (catalyst for fun is embarrassment (of others necessarily). I enjoyed the ride to Shimla and the room and food were to my taste. The horse ride back from Kufri was again damn funny (dharish the victim this time). It was funny to hear him scream “Slow” as if the horse can understand. Manali was good. I should thank Ghanta n yk for carrying me to the point where I decided to stop. Koyya provided a lot of fun in the bus. Satti bought something fr a gal who does not matter now(how fast everything changes). Yaso did drive the nuts out of bava with his wild singing. Yaar provided his cam for us and I had to capture the scenic beauty along with yk`s stills. Yaar was good company. Pity that he lost his bag and along with it, sattis sweater. Lucky that he had 5k in the bag. Satti has to keep quiet as he is the lesser loser. Koyya put Sandeep in a bit of doubt with his gay antics. Most of it was fun.
Here ends my official life at IIIT.
P.S. 1. I had done a foolish thing in jan cos of which my taste got lowered among my frends
P.S.2. This time a good event in February had resulted from my anger.
P.S.3. An interesting event in March
P.S.4. I was no longer a teetotaller from feb 14th 2008 (no special reason for the date, just that it is convenient to remember)
P.S.5. It is a pity that someone who cannot express his/her love or disinterest (seemingly out of good manners) want a person who means what he/she speaks. Minority rules!!
P.S.6. My eyes fall to rest
staying awake is a test
at which I am no longer the best
so the piece ends up in jest