" And we start all over again....". The start of another year at BITS Pilani; an oasis in the middle of nowhere, 6 hours from civilization. Never had a Rajasthan roadways bus seemed more appealing than it did on that journey from Jaipur to Pilani at the end of those monotonously droning two and a half months. A new year came with added baggage of loads of expectations, the least of those being a halfway decent CGPA. the more pragmatic among us stuck to the hope that with some luck, we would escape with just one or two missed tests. Little did we know that pragmatism had an entirely different meaning in second year at BITS.
Carrying affidavits as well as high hopes of 'interacting' with juniors, we entered the institute gates for what we hoped would be the most eventful of our years at Pilani. Well, if the first 3 weeks are to be any kind of an indication, this is gonna be one helluva year. Starting from actually ragging juniors to getting caught for harmless 'non-ragging' and being punished and from getting selected into the English press club to writing such an unbelievably rude article about a candidate in the college elections that it had be literally butchered by the editor, I'd seen it all in the first few days. And missed tests of course.
Actually the first month, with its department and club interactions, campus elections and DC++, has almost flown by in such a blur that its a wonder I even managed to set foot into each of the FD's. Errr...on second thoughts I actually haven't set foot into each of the FD's. But who cared about those...really!! It almost seems as if the bucket-list of the entire second year has already been exhausted in the first month itself! And....if its the barbecued chicken you're wondering about, have you forgotten...THIS IS PILANI, 6 hours from civilisation.
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