My Intro

HI EVERYONE......
My name is Pranav Reddy. You can call me pranav. I want to share my experiences at gowtham college gudavalli where i studied intermediate..hmmmm...Its the only college(higher secondary school is called as junior college in our place) in andhra pradesh which has got state first ranks in consecutive five years in EAMCET(the dirtiest exam i ve ever faced...unit tests in my school were even better)...one guy even got into top ten in iit... what i say is really true...u can check it out. i remember some rankers too. kks bhaskar, avk swaroop, and some other guys.
I too was tempted by these. Publicity about these ranks wasn't much . There were 54 IIT ranks from one class...one thing i always dreamed was getting into an IIT. so i joined in this gowtham junior college, gudavalli in june 2006

My first day in hostel

I was given accomodation in godavari hostel. A four storeyed building which looked like a palace. That night my dad was about to leave. I looked into his eyes. I think he wanted to say ''study well my dear son''. I guessed it and said that i ll try my best to get into IIT. He smiled and said goodbye. He went away. That was the first time in my life i was going to be away from my parents until home sick holidays which would be given a month later. This thought nearly made my eyes moist. I went to my bed. The guy beside me was fighting with another for a place for his cot under the fan. I didn't know anyone. I was new to that place and so was everyone. But i didn't quite understand the slang of the people in coastal andhra. The way they talk was funny. I crawled into my bed and covered my face with bedsheet. I felt like crying. But i told myself that i had grown up and would never cry. The next moment i was looking for a towel to wipe my tears. A hand kerchief was not enough.

IIT-The most prestegious exam in the country

The Indian Institutes of Technology (IITs), are a group of thirteen autonomous engineering and technology-oriented institutes of higher education established and declared as Institutes of National Importance by the Parliament of India. The IITs were created to train scientists and engineers, with the aim of developing a skilled workforce to support the economic and social development of India after independence in 1947.
The highly competitive examination in the form of IIT-JEE has led to establishment of a large number of coaching institutes throughout the country that provide intensive, and specific preparation for the IIT-JEE for substantial fees. It is argued that this favours students from specific regions and richer backgrounds. Some coaching institutes say that they have individually coached nearly 800 successful candidates year after year. According to some estimates, nearly 95% of all students who clear the IIT-JEE had joined coaching classes. The psychological stress and emotional trauma faced by candidates not able to pass the examination and their families is considered to be a serious problem. This has led to criticism of the way the examinations are conducted. The IIT-JEE format was restructured in 2006 following these complaints.

After the change to the objective pattern of questioning, even the students who initially considered themselves not fit for subjective pattern of IIT-JEE decided to take the examination. Though the restructuring was meant to reduce the dependence of students on coaching classes, it led to an increase in students registering for coaching classes. Some people (mostly IITians) have criticised the changed pattern of the IIT-JEE. Their reasoning is that while IIT-JEE traditionally used to test students understanding of fundamentals and ability to apply them to solve large unseen problems, the current pattern does not stress much on the application part.

And here i m ready to prepare for the most prestegious exam in the country in a premier coaching institute.

In the hospital

The next day i went to Mr.Ajit Agarwal's class. He started vectors. I was attentive for sometime. But soon i got a headache. I couldn't concentrate. After the class i went to clinic. Until then i never knew that clinics or hospitals were so dirty. I went with headache and slept there for a few hours. Then i came back to my room with cough and cold. The next day i got fever due to that. I went to clinic again. There was one guy in a chair with a white coat on. I told him that i had fever. He looked at me seriously...say very seriously as if he was solving an IIT problem. He took out a thermometer and and asked me to keep it under the tongue.
I did . He again said "under your tongue". After sometime he took it out and said ." Your body temp is 101 degrees", he sat silently for sometime thinking something. I was thinking about what I was supposed to do if I have anything like typhoid or something...go back home?...he opened his mouth after a few minutes. He said slowly " You have fever. I ll give u medicine". Then he gave me two crocin tablets. Huh i thought he would tell me something dangerous. I told him that I had them already. Then he took off his coat and said " ok, doctor will come in the evening. You meet him". I was shocked. He wasn't the doctor. I asked him who he was..." anta build up enduku ecchavu ra?" ani andam anipinchindi...he said in an authoritative voice "i m the one and only compound er of this gowtham college".

Change of hostel

And after that day I moved to Sindhu campus, about a mile away from the main campus. I packed my luggage and I went there along with 20 other guys in the college van. I was allotted a room on the 3rd floor. I didn’t know anyone of my roommates. Everything was new to me. Of course, so was it for everyone. Then suddenly I saw a guy who appeared familiar. I went near him. He turned to me and exclaimed “hiiiii pranav . Soo nice to see u here.” . hmmm I saw him somewhere… I was trying to remember. yesss he was in my school in ‘A’ section . I was in ‘B’. I still didn’t remember his name. I just said, “how are u? which room?” . “40”, he replied. And I asked him if there was any room for me . He said that one cot was vacant and I shifted there. Aha at last I found a place in Sindhu campus.

My first interesting Class

The next day, I went to the class. One guy who looked about 35 came into the class when everyone was shouting. He had ray-ban glasses. And they were a little old fashioned though. Never mind all the old fashioned would again comeback as a new fad. His glasses were like the one siddharth used in rang de basanti. He must have come on a bike. He looked dignified and went straight onto the stage. He took the duster into his hand and tapped it hard on the black board. Everybody were on their senses. Class was silent. “Hello students”, he said, “I am your Sanskrit lecturer”. I was a little shocked and so was everyone. A sankrit lecturer???? I thought that Sanskrit lecturers were clad in dhoti or something like that. But here it was different. A Sanskrit lecturer with a formal full sleeved shirt neatly tucked and a wrinkle free trousers. I was waiting for him to start the class. He started. Shouted aloud some poems in Sanskrit which I hadn’t known then or now or never. He then told us that he also knew a little math.. hmmm… can a Sanskrit lecturer teach math???? He then gave us a problem… cant call it a problem though… he proved that 0 and 1 are equal… (i dont remember the proof right now.. i ll blog it in a few days)
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And then he disclosed his original identity. He said that his name is ramesh Chandra. And that everyone called him RC.. anyone of gowtham college who studied in 2006 and 2007 surely knows him. And he was a math lecturer. At present he is the head of maths department in FIITJEE Hyderabad campus. He made math interesting. Made us solve problems on black board and even brought out our own ability in solving problems..

Vectors

Two days passed without many happening classes. Then I got fever. A severe one and I had to take rest for a week. Out of college for a week and spent time with my parents. Didn't feel like leaving them. But I had to. Back to college after a week. Missed many classes and that one week surely cost something. I was in the physics class that day. And our lecturer was prasad. We called him PP or potti prasad. I took two days to understand his lingo. A perfect coastal Andhra type. Stretched every word so long that it seemed to me as if it had lost its meaning. But he liked it. After acquainting myself with his lingo I started to concentrate on the lessons.. oops.. what is going on in the class?? I couldn’t figure out exactly. The topic was vectors. The only thing I knew about vectors then, was that vectors have direction. And I knew nothing else. But something more was happening in the class. Shortest route , shortest time, river boat problems, and many many things. The next day I got the assignment given by Mr. Ajit Agarwal. Huh what should I say guys. In it were problems on aircrafts and the directions in which missiles were to be released and even problems dealing with rugby about passing the ball in some direction so that the opponent could not touch it. And many things of that sort. I know you would think that questions are very interesting and anyone would try them. Even I tried. Questions were interesting but answers weren’t. For every question we need to work out at least 5 to 6 steps all entirely new and it is no easy to solve them on your own. We used to take the help of other lecturers though not Mr. Ajit , even the other lecturers found them tough. There was a rumour that ajit can give us any assignment with in an hour. And many said that he just downloads the questions from a physics website into his cell phone and directly connects it to a printer. I too believed them , because the questions were so lengthy and no man could ever set that sort of assignment in a day or two. Anyway I dint have much to do with those questions because I never got them right. So I stopped trying to answer them..

Our Daily Schedule

I got to tell you our daily schedule. We had wardens on the floor above ours and they woke us up at sharp 5-30 am. We should get ready. I mean do our bathing though I never did it in the early morning and our classes started from 6-00 am. Each period was of 50 minutes duration and after two periods at 7-40 we had a break. And its scheduled for breakfast. But many of us use it for both breakfast and bathing and also for reading the newspaper. Even though we do not read the entire paper we never missed the last page that is sports column and ......guess??
Yeah that’s it. Movie column. All the discussions in the leisure classes and boring study hours, and silly fights were due to this column. After the breakfast we have classes upto 10-10 and then we have 20 minutes break and after that we have classes upto 1-00 pm. Then a one hour break and at 2-00 pm starts the study hours upto 4-00.. And then a 20 minute break and after that study hours upto 7-00 . Then a one hour break for supper and after that study hours upto 11-00 pm. This was the official schedule. We were to sleep before 11-30 . But actually after 11-00 pm our schedule starts. An hour of ghost stories and another hour of cricket in rooms. If not, all those funky topics which happened in school. We used to discuss a lot of things ranging from separate telangana issue to dhoni's affair with deepika.

Screening test

Before I got accustomed to hostel life, the screening test was announced. The first 150 members can get a concession of 5000 rupees in the extra fee which they paid for IIT coaching. I wanted to get into top 50. But I didn't know at least one topic perfectly in math and physics. I had missed many classes due to fever . I had attended all the chemistry classes and so I was confident in that. But something else happened. Screening test was conducted in math and physics but not in chemistry. They were to conduct in chemistry too. But in the last moment they canceled it because they thought that, with chemistry, all those stupids like me can cover the damage done by the previous two tests on math and physics. And we had vectors in physics and I knew nothing about them then.

A friend to the rescue

I was confused. I wanted to ask somebody to explain me. I asked many. All the guys who were good at vectors rejected saying that they had little time and they too gotta practice. And all the guys who were willing to help , they themselves dint know that topic properly. Then I met a guy called Sagar. He hailed from tadepallygudem a town in east godavari district . He sat beside me a few times in the class. He never seemed to be interested in the class. He always used to bring deccan chronicle newspaper to the class and always keeps looking at the photographs of white models. Idiot. I thought of him then. Because he did all these things when our maths lecturer Mr.Nageswara rao was teaching. One day we had a lecture by Mr.shiv rao , who was fondly known as “king of calculus”. There was a rumour that he topped in the exam conducted for all the teachers of the country in Calculus. It may be true, because he was excellent in solving calculus problems even though not so good at teaching them interestingly. That day he was given a problem in functions. Actually he gives out answers in a few seconds. But that day he didn't. He kept looking at the question for 15 minutes and doing some calculations in air with his hands. Suddenly I heard a voice from my back. Someone shouted “ I got it sir” and he stood up and explained the solution in just 2 steps. And I was really shocked to see that the guy who explained was sagar. I didn't believe it first . I thought that he could have copied the solution from some book or the other. But I was wrong. When nobody was willing to help me in vectors . It was this same Sagar who read newspaper in class helped me. He spent most of his time with me and explained me many things. I was very grateful to him and I thought I found a true friend.

After the screening test

I wrote the screening test and even now I wonder how I got so many negatives more negatives than marks.haha . I got about 230 marks out of 600. And my rank was about 200. Hey don’t worry about 400 wrote the exam. Sagar got about 350 marks and he was placed 11th in the college..i was glad that my friend got a good rank.. and I felt a little sad. hmmmm not little I felt very sad that 200 guys were ahead of me. And a little happy too that the same number of guys were after me. I was first placed in C section. They called it IIT-C. I didn't like the name. I felt it as a third grade thing. Then I got another shock the first section was to be in the main campus and all the other IIT sections in sindhu campus. So sagar went away from me . I felt like crying that day. He too must have felt the same but appeared jovial. Anyway he is going to a better place. A place with only of his kind, geniuses may be. All in the first section. So he must be happy even though he missed me it didn't affect his happiness.

IIT-B

I was sad , really sad. Came all the way traveling 350 kilometers to vijayawada to prepare for the most prestigious exam IIT and I cant live up my parents dreams in the third section. If I got to get selected I should be in the top..
I cried and cried for wasting one opportunity of hanging out with geniuses(we thought so then….) The next day, came our Seshagiri sir whom we fondly called SG..and if you ask me “have u seen god?”, I would say I have seen SG sir. And many not all though, accepted this. He was like god to everyone of us. The class was silent that day. He came and asked us why we were all so sad. He encouraged us to study well and prove that we too are capable of making it to IIT. I was inspired, really inspired and the next few days I studied well and got more than 30%marks in the IIT tests. That was actually a good score. I got promoted to B section and our class was called IIT-B.
I think that was a good name as it resembled IIT-bombay hahahha.

My Room-Sindhu-32

Two months passed on after entering IIT-B. Everyday classes and study hours. It was boring but we got to study. To get in to IIT we had to study . Or at least to get into good college we had to.. I got many friends and I was accommodated in room no.32. It had 10 guys including me. 10 cots side by side.
In the first cot from the entrance door was somu from kadapa. The next one naveen from ongole , the next one was myself . After me, puneeth , followed by lava both from Anantapur, and then M.K.Teja from machilipatnam , praneeth from bhimvaram , bhargav and ravindra from vizag , and last one Harsha from Tirupathi. Our room had people all over from Andhra Pradesh. Everyone was different. Lava was loud, puneeth was silent and somu was innocent. Naveen was different kind.

My roommates

M.K.Teja was an interesting character. He knew many things, from politics to F-1 racing. He was a die hard fan of sachin tendulkar and cricket. He simply loved the game. He loved it more than physics , math and chemistry and even more than his Australian girl friend (hmmm.I don’t remember the name. haha don’t get angry teja).
praneeth was silent and he was an expert in math. He even topped the class sometimes in math tests. Praneeth and myself were great fans of Rahul Dravid and we both on one side always fought with M.K.Teja. He supports Sachin and Ganguly while we both supported Dravid.
Bhargav was also a silent guy.. we called him daddy bhargav… he had some grey hair and on the first day of the college everybody in his class stood on seeing him.. just like the scene in Munnabhai MBBS a bollywood flick.. from that day they called him uncle and after a few days it changed to grand father and after that he was fondly called as daddy bhargav.
I got to tell u about Ravindra. He was cunning(sorry Ravi I felt so), cunning in a different way. He used to fight with Bhargav for keeping his cot near the fan. It appears funny. But those kind of fights really mattered, because Vijayawada is not a cool place. They call it Blazewada. It was so hot there and Ravi also used to fight every night not to open the windows as he had cold. One night, we can adjust, but every night, we cant. But no one said a thing except lava. One day, they almost used their fists at 12-00 am making a hell of noise. Even today I m still amazed at the speed at which they forget the fight that happens the previous night. The next morning lava would be waiting in the mess with two plates one for himself and the other one for Ravi. Ravi would come and talk to him about Chiru's(a telugu movie star) next movie while eating chapattis which were like chewing gums stretched in the form of a circle of 5 cms radius.
The last cot in our room was Harshas.. he was bubbly.. always smiling and friendly with everyone. His face looked as if he was in 7th grade. But he was almost 6 feet tall. He has got a lean look.

Studying all the way

Life was good. Studying and writing exams. In the IIT mock exams conducted in the college , I rarely crossed 20 marks out of 60.. 33%..That’s good, since it is IIT. Can't say exactly that you can qualify for IIT with these sort of marks. But one can definitely say that you can get settled in a good college if you study in the same way. :)

Chicken

We were given a small bowl of chicken every Wednesday and I remember, we used to run as fast as possible to the mess to eat it in the first batch . Chicken was very powerful. We used to be friendly with the mess workers so that we could get a few pieces extra even though we never got. All the remaining curry went to chief warden’s and P.D. somaiyya’s house :(

Suicide and Chicken

In the month of august I think, there was a rumour of bird flu. That too in china. But the college management got a chance to lessen the expenditure on food. So chicken was prohibited. After one month when then china government had assured its people about bird-flu, our college management decided to serve us chicken.
That Wednesday while we were running to the mess, I heard a news. That someone committed suicide by hanging himself in godavari hostel in the main campus. I was shocked and so was everyone. That means one of our friends is no more in this world. That means he can't eat chicken today. You can say I m an idiot to think of chicken at that time. But I cant help. I had waited for it the whole month and so did everyone. I thought that he could have died after eating that day’s chicken. I even wonder now, how crazy I was about chicken.

Suicide's after effects in the campus

The next day I saw his picture in the news paper smuggled into the campus by Hemanth and his batch(they have a big role in my story)..
I felt I had seen him somewhere. May be I had. Someone said he stayed on our floor in the first month of college days. I don’t wanna talk much of this incident. I heard my friends say that suicide is a sort of thing done by real losers and cowards. I too felt the same. My mind was a little disturbed and so was everyone’s. I called home and said that the situation was under control and that he had died due to the pressure from his parents.

My dad never asked me to study hard. I was lucky, I thought. He just wanted me, not to waste time and to enjoy myself while studying. I found it a little tricky. Enjoying while studying????????? I didn't understand it then.
That day when I called home my dad assured me that he was even ready to buy an engineering seat and kept telling me often that there was no pressure on me to perform great. huh. He was scared…haha… he asked me to study only as much as I can. hmmm. that episode was over and from that day food was good in the mess and study hour timings reduced by an hour and we were to sleep by 10-00 pm. (suicide effect).lol.

Cricket World Cup

We enjoyed very much in our room. We had big fights , broke cots, played cricket etc. and during the world cup, we had FM radio with us and we listened to live commentary. Teja used to wake up the whole night and listen to the commentary. As the world cup was going on in west indies all the matches were scheduled at night. And Teja used to get the lost sleep in YM sir’s class and ajit’s class. In the starting matches itself, I remember India lost to a non test playing nation(I don’t remember the country’s name), and that day Teja cried. We had to give him a towel to wipe his tears. He cried and cried. Someone laughed and he cried even more. He scolded everyone of us that we were no patriots and that we don’t love our country. He says that the only way of expressing love for a country is to cry for it when it doesn’t get the world cup …huh…. we were laughing at him. We couldn’t understand why he was so serious about cricket. That day he told us how much he loved cricket and how bad he felt when his dad didn't send him for playing cricket in the next town. He was the captain of his school team and at the last moment he opted out of the team sorting a pain in the leg. That was not the actual reason. It was all because of his dad's fear of sending him to a new place. While saying these we had to give him another towel. He was crying and crying. And the next night too he was awake this time for pakistan’s match. And you won't believe, he woke us up, everyone in the room by shouting aloud and laughing. He was shouting “Pakistan lost… hurray…”.“Lost to whom?”, harsha asked drowsily half asleep. ”Ireland”, teja said. “What???????”, we all exclaimed together.” Really man, that guys cant make it to super sixes too and now Ireland makes it to next round”. We couldn’t believe ourselves. Teja was running in the corridor shouting that Pakistan had lost. He received response from a few rooms saying “idiot!! go and sleep. We know.. we too have FM”. But Teja was in no mood to get bothered by them.. he explained us the way Pakistan had lost the game. That some ‘James’ of Ireland taking 3 important wickets. After many days we saw him laughing so much and we were very happy for that.

Board Exams

In no time our board exams neared. We were strictly ordered not to bring any of IIT books to the study hours and that we only should study for board exams. It was January and our exams were in march. It was very cool in the mornings and we took permission from the ‘in-charge’ to sit inside the rooms and study. The real game started then. Anyone who wanted some sleep can go into the rooms and sleep. One would be watching outside for warden and he gives signal when he arrives. We used to fight for the newspaper and we almost read every column of sports page and cinema. All this in the study hours. IPE(intermediate public examinations) as they were called , were light to us. We cant get any engineering seat with those marks. So why to study? Just for the college so that it can advertise with those marks. Of course we studied and I cant forget the most awful days of my life. Those are while studying Sanskrit. I couldn’t understand a single thing in that. Everyone says that Sanskrit is a scoring subject and its easy to get 98 in it. It is scoring, but to get above 95 we needed to work . No need of hard work, at least 'work' is enough. But to do some work we gotta get some interest in that. Interest in sanskrit????? How could I get that? I was worried. I discussed with my friends . There were many like me, who hated Sanskrit and had no interest in that. In the pre-final exams I got 70 marks and got a good scolding from my Sanskrit lecturer. He scolded in Sanskrit. So I dint understand many of them. there were about 10 guys like me who were vexed up with Sanskrit.
We all sat together 2 days before the board exam and mugged up the entire syllabus, because we wanted to prove that we too can study Sanskrit. I got 90 marks in board exams. I was satisfied with those marks even though half of the class got above 96..
I finished my board exams of 11th grade and got 426 marks out of 470. Later I wrote the improvement exams and got 444. After the boards we were given holidays. Can you guess how many days??????? Two days. Only two days after boards???? This is the situation in Andhra Pradesh, especially when you are preparing for IIT kind of examination. After those two days we were back with big IIT books.

GHOSTS-Do you believe in them?

After finishing our IPE (Intermediate public examinations) we got absorbed in IIT preparation. It'll not be fair to say “we”. Ok. many .NO. 'Some' got themselves involved in IIT preparation. Actually everyone other than students in IIT sections were given holidays for two months. But we were taken aback. We enjoyed a lot during those days when only three sections were in the campus. We had study hours in the top floor corridor. Our rooms were just beside that. We had to study up to 11-00 at night. Sometimes during exams we used to study until 12-00 too. But that’s only sometimes. Most of the time we stopped studying before 10-30. We just used to talk all the silly topics. Ghost stories were among them. Only the third floor and second floor were filled with students. First floor was vacant and the ground floor too. Some of the guys used to play cricket in those rooms at night. That sounds horrible.. Doesn’t it?? It does , at least for me. Playing cricket at the odd hours and that too in another room. During those days I heard of one ghost. One day I heard my friend talking about spirit game.. I already knew about that game from my oncologist sister who once said that it was true. My sister and her friends played this game in their school days. And one day some spirit told my sister about the next prime minister of India, I.K. Gujral. She didn’t know much politics then. But when the name of the prime minister was announced she was horror stricken. May be its also a story. But I don’t think a woman who has done specialisation in cancer treatment , says these kind of things. So they may be true. Coming back to college ,there was a rumour that a spirit of a guy of 18 was roaming in the college. His name was Nikku and he committed suicide because of failing in love. There were many rumours about him. From that day, at night nobody went alone to bathroom. Everybody moved in groups. It appears funny now. But I was also afraid then. Then came another rumour, that a girl in the their campus( gowtham gudavalli girls campus) was acting like a ghost. Every night at 12-00 she went near the bathrooms and was laughing aloud. One day her friend saw her laughing and went near her. She was shocked to see her face fully white without eyes and she shouted aloud. Then came the warden . She was about to see her when the electricity came into action. There was a short circuit and power was cut. The next day both the girls were high on fever. And that the girl who saw the ghost was trembling with fear and pleaded the people in the clinic to send her ghost friend away. I still can't understand why that ghost girl too was suffering from fever. Anyway we didn’t know whether all these were true. But they gave us a chill down the spine. This story , I heard it from pradeep who himself heard from another friend in girls campus. He started this story at 9-30 and ended at 11-30… the whole two hours he explained with different awful ex-pressions… I still remember them.

DAK gets fever due to ghosts

Me, Nikhil, Imtiaz , Arun(we call him DAK. D.Arun Kumar is his name) were the victims of that story for that day. All the three except me were from same room , i.e.ROOM No.31(reverse it . We get 13.That is a bad number.haha. We just programmed our minds to get afraid ). I decided to sleep in their room for that night. 15 minutes after the lights were switched off , I heard some giggles.. someone was laughing. Why?? I slowly got up and saw Imtiaz and Nikhil. Imtiaz was applying fair and lovely(a cosmetic and that one belongs to DAK) on his face. He squeezed out the entire tube and applied all over his face. He saw me and asked me to keep my mouth shut and not to make any noise. I couldn’t understand what he was trying to do. Then he slowly went to DAK’s cot, held a torch under his chin and woke him up suddenly by shaking him to and fro. DAK suddenly woke up, saw his face and shouted so loud that everyone in the room woke up. He was so scared that he went under his cot, closed his eyes and was praying aloud. Imtiaz, Nikhil and me were also a little shocked. We didn’t think that he would be so afraid. He was crying now. Imtiaz ran to the bathroom to wash his face. I put on the light and went near DAK. He was still under the cot. All the 8 members in the room were awake by now. I could still see Nikhil laughing. We went near DAK and asked him what had happened.. he wasn’t able to talk. He wasn’t able to breathe properly. One guy brought a bottle of water.And after drinking that and sitting silently for 15 minutes, he began to tell us what had happened. Imtiaz was back and he kept asking some questions about the appearance of the ghost while DAK was explaining about it. DAK was still shivering. I felt a little guilty. I was about to tell him the truth that it was Imtiaz, not the ghost. But Nikhil stopped me. He said that it would get serious and DAK may even complain to his parents. So I kept quiet. I was feeling sleepy and so was everyone. Slowly one after the other, moved away from DAK’s cot. DAK also went into deep sleep.I slept beside DAK. The next day DAK couldn’t get up. He was suffering from fever. He went to the chief warden and told him about the ghost. He assured that there are no ghosts in this world. But DAK wasn’t ready to believe him. It took him 4 days to get rid of that ghost fever :(

As seniors

We are seniors now. Hurray :) . And we gotta study even more this year to get into a good college. We will. Can we? Or at least can I?

Screening Test again :(

Then there was announcement of the screening test for division of students who opted for IIT coaching in second year too. There was an offer. We can drop from IIT sections and prepare for AIEEE and EAMCET. I decided to give the screening test a try. So did my friends Nikhil and Vishwa. We decided before hand , not to get our lives in a mess by preparing for the most prestigious exam in the country. What if we don't get qualified???. If we were in IIT sections we couldn’t practice for Eamcet, as it needs a lot of practice than intelligence. So we didn’t want to take risk, but we just wanted to test our luck in the screening test. Just three days more for screening test. In math we had differentiability , curves etc. I really loved them. Our math lecturer was Mr. Nithin Sohane. I never missed his class. He may not be a great teacher , but the topic was great. I simply loved differentiation. I don’t know why, it was the most dreaded topic of mine in the beginning. But I soon started to like it and eventually I loved it.
In physics we had Work-Power-Energy and Fluid Mechanics. In the former one there is not much to learn except the basics. Only one formula. WORK=integral(FdS) that was an easy one.
Fluid Mechanics. We needed to work on. But we never did. Just heard in the class and were ready for screening test. The last 3 days before the screening test we were gossiping and talking endlessly, me, Nikhil and Vishwa.. on the days of the test I slept for eight hours and my mind was very free. I wrote them with a free mind as they had nothing to do with my career. I got 82nd rank.. I remember if I had got 2 marks more, I could have been in the first section… with all the great minds of gowtham college. I got some confidence. Vishwa too got a good rank, below 100. I learned a new thing that day. ANY EXAM, BE COOL AND U CAN DO WELL. We decided to continue in IIT sections. But Nikhil was reluctant. Even though he was the cleverest of the three, he didn’t fare so well in the exam. He opted for AIEEE , while me and vishwa packed to the main campus.

But.. I couldn't do it

The first day in IIT-2A section, met some new friends and some of my old friends too. Sagar, He was in the top section IIT-2*. That day we had an exam in “Surface Tension”. I didn’t understand the topic at all. The lecturer was Y.M. Sir former professor from IIT-Madras. His level of teaching was very high for guys like me. I had Arihant series book in my hand. I couldn’t understand a bit. Everybody near me were clarifying their doubts with the lecturers. I felt bad, very bad. That I couldn’t understand what everybody did. I felt like crying. It was a new atmosphere for me. New campus. Many new friends. And most difficult topic to study (difficult for me at least). Somewhere in my mind told me that I do not belong there. Something should be done to save my life. What should I do? I came away from my home(in this context it is Sindhu campus..haha..). I had many friends there. Many who were not geniuses. I felt inferior here. I decided to go back. Back to Sindhu campus. Back to AIEEE section. Back to nikhil and all my old friends. I was almost crying by that time. I went to the In-charge and asked him the permission to leave to sindhu campus. First , he said no. I cried. Then he said yes and arranged a car to take my luggage back. I was back to Sindhu.
All the droppers (from IIT) were in two sections. ID-1 and ID-2. ID stands for IIT Droppers. I was in ID-2. Late dropper. In the IIT screening test three guys who scored more than me had also dropped from IIT. Ashok was one of them.