AIEEE COUNSELLING 2009(Counselling blues-part 1)

Well, I've always been told that getting a good rank guarantees you a good college - in any exam.Heeding that advice, i studied a little bit and managed to secure an okay rank- AIR5827 in AIEEE 2009(I was satisfied-but not my parents...as usual...they wanted more from their intelligent son...its another matter that they don't know that their so-called intelligent son hardly deserves this rank on the amount of labor he had put in).Anyway, let's come back...this rank atleast helped me in getting a new phone(got loads of other goodies too)...a Samsung OMNIA-sgh-i900....so i was over the moon....it'll hopefully get me a good college too...so even my parents are over the moon(not as much as me though).

Now was the time of counselling....the CBSE had made a historical decision - it was going to conduct the initial phase of counselling online and the final phase at any designated centre(i chose Patna-not because it has the most b'ful gals-which it does not...but because it was the nearest centre from gaya)...voila...that meant all the students didn't need to rush to their respective home state counselling centres for counselling.That was really smart of the CBSE.

I started for Patna on the 2nd of july, 2009 at 6.38 am...reached NIT at 10am...here i was(with certificates, etc.-all the necessary ammunition to encounter the wrath of the authorities)...with my dad...in an engineering college...the best in BIHAR(i really wonder if it deserves this tag)...there was the iron-bar gate....with guards and all...hmm...it looked okay till then...we enter the campus premises...there was the cricket ground(had a lush green outfield--it was actually a football field with a cricket pitch in the middle)-my dad had played on it countless times when he was in the PMCH team...they had a fight at the end of one of the matches...just some "YUVA" stuff....anyway...while my dad felt a bit nostalgic(am i using the right word???) my eyes wandered to the canteen-------or was it an open-air table-kursi-waala-chai-ki-dukaan??...tabish would know better..he had gone their for a cold-drink later in the day(which turned out to be a hot-drink) ....hmm...let's talk about the front building....I'm not lying----the building was impressive(maybe the pleasant weather made it look so)...not any giant structure...very modest...but had shades of the British era(as my friend Mojahid aptly puts it-"its just like the one at kota railway station")...red bricks...old design....appealing aura.

That irresistible charm made us enter the building...yeah...we thought we were early but 5 mins later we realised that people had come in hordes....more than i had imagined.There were queues and queues and still queues(lol)...some1 shouted that we had to get our attendance made(what for???????)....and then get a counselling form(had to do the "attendance" stuff again)....i forgot to add that the buildings were hardly impressive from the inside(purani haveli thi...yehi samajh lo).....well...i ended up finishing all the procedures in an hour and half(yep...it took me that long...and trust me that was infact a quick tym---considering the fact that others took 2-3 hrs).You might have as well realised that there was total mismanagement and chaos----no one knew what they had to do(including the authorities)...every1 was baffled....there were no information kiosks..no water-coolers.....obviously no ACs..no fans(err...there were some--but u could hardly label them as fans...worse than hand-fans ppl)....all they had was this toilet which didn't have any water(hehehehe)....so ignoring everything my dad and me ventured in search of the document verification room(if u'd call that a room)....a pen in hand...i marched ahead as a determined soldier does with a gun(let's call the file in my hand as my ammunition-satchel)...
To Be Continued...