Changes are the only stuff constant,
As life changes every instant,
Apt choices to be made at every fork,
And I don’t eat pork!!
This was a feeble attempt to put up a fancy few-liners at the start of a blog. I’ve read so many blogs where people start off with a small poem, which is very meaningful and fits like a glove to the writing. Tried finding one for mine but in vain.
After the end of 10th board exams I was terribly relieved as i didn’t have to study history geography and similar stuff anymore. Phew! Seriously a sigh of relief. But little did I know about the big decision awaiting me. It was decided to take up science group but not the elective. Parents happily left the decision on me. Man! Was in a total dilemma. One thing was decided that never would I take up pure biology as couldn’t bear mugging up all the bones and veins and god knows what else hidden in the body. So basically the option left free was computer science so thought I had nothing much to ponder upon so went and quickly enrolled for comp.sci but then did I know there was another stream ‘Biotechnology’. And it being not pure bio just the interesting parts of it. It involved DNA’s and all the forensic kind of stuff, which I did have a penchant for. Rushed back to school and re-enrolled into biotech, everyone around commended saying good choice and all that. All doubts about the elective disappeared once classes started. I just started loving the subject big time; it had just the correct amount of bio not more not less. Wow! Was happy for making a right decision (at least I thought so!).
Once into engineering college only did I realize the monstrous mistake committed. Everything at least almost everything here revolves around computers. What was I thinking! In the first semester there was the first installment of torture. We had C language. In labs sat and struggled for programs which other comp.sci freaks could chant even in sleep. It was pure hell those days. Couldn’t figure out anything why were hashes including stuff, semicolons all over, weirdo commands. God! I had enough; every lab session then been completed by a short trip to my mailbox where there were proper completed programs by other friends. But then how long could it all last, before the practicals believe me or not it was possibly the worst day for me. There were all cs pro’s roaming around gossiping, sleeping, messaging or doing something that definitely didn’t involve studying for the horror in store the next day. Only thing we non-cs students could do now was to start bitching about how senseless it was. Although I did nothing to life our gpa’s but it did make us feel way better, and if by mistake some cs student hears it, god! Those stares. If stares could kill don’t know whether even having a cats 9 lives would help me anyway. Thanks to all friends it was only under their combined support and late night tutoring before a cs exam was able to pass scot free with a decent grade!
Whoa it was just after the exam did I just realize that it wasn’t a bad subject after all. Was kind of cool but then it just is tough to learn it all of a sudden.
Ill have next course of cs only in 3rd year next. Till then relief…
But our close encounters with cs don’t end. Just then do we realize if you know cs and have a liking for it (duh! All cs students love it, but just put that clause) there are innumerable stuff you could involve yourself in. at a point I seriously felt almost all the inductions happening at that point were for stuff somehow or the other related to cs!!:(
Almost the whole hostel used to clear out those days and left were those cs illiterate ones…
A piece of advice for anyone in dilemma to decide which course to take in 11th and want to get an engineering degree take up the cs course without fail or you’ll end up being a member of the computer illiterates with the only pastime being bitching about computers and the plethora of code words in them.
