Which Branch Are You In?

I am well past the stage of having to explain to people why I chose the stream of Mechanical Engineering. Out of 10 people who ask me the same question, at least 8 of them would be asking just because they can’t think of anything else to ask and think it is good way to do small talk. As I was typing the previous sentence, I told by self that 8 out to ten can be simplified and expressed as 4 out of  5. This is what engineering has done to me. Well, it’s not a complain. I am very grateful to it rather. Since I have a million things lined up to do and I feel like doing absolutely none of them, I thought I would make a list of questions I have been posed with and that continue to shoot themselves in my directions via so many people on regular basis regarding my choice of stream.


Question: Why did you choose Mechanical?

Answer I wish to give: It is a pretty word right; m-e-c-h-a-n-i-c-a-l.  It sounded so fancy, that’s why.

Answer  I give: Well, I have always been interested in production and Mechanical simply adds so much more to it. *sigh*

Question: Aren’t the labs very hard?

Answer I wish to give:  Oh no, they are made out of foam and are super soft.

Answer I give: No, they are alright. Forging lab was challenging, n=but not something one can’t manage. *quick smile*

Question: Why are you wearing your workshop uniform, you have lab?

Answer I wish to give:  No, simply. I like it.

Answer I give: No, simply, I like it. (Yes, I do say that! At least some times.)

Question: Don’t you get bored to sit alone in class?

Answer I wish to give:  Yes yaar. I get soooo bored. *over dramatize*  I miss you soooo much. (If that’s what you are expecting.)

Answer I give: No, I don’t get bored. I am okay with it.  

Question: How are you classmate?

Answer I wish to give:  Well, most are taller than me. Some are short. Some are fair, some are dusky. Some are thin, some are fat. Anything else that you would want to know?

Answer I give: They are fine. Most are very friendly and fun loving.

Question: What do you want to do after engineering?

Answer I wish to give:  Oh I want to become a software engineer. No no, painter. No, I want to become a chef.  Or maybe I will become a golfer. I might as well become a astrologer.  OF COURSE I WANT TO CONTINUE IN MY FIELD!

Answer I give: I want to work in the mechanical stream. *flashes modest smile*

Question: *upon seeing my text books of theory subjects such as MP, IC, Automotive etc* How do you study all this?

Answer I wish to give:  Well, at least I don’t have to by heart codes.

Answer I give: I try my best.

Question:  Do many core companies visit your campus for recruitments?

Answer I wish to give:  No, the company doesn’t have legs to walk and come by themselves. They usually send their technical and HR personnel.

Answer I give: Yes, some do. It isn’t the same count every year though.

Question: How are the subjects in mechanical?

Answer I wish to give:  Very colourful. They feel like a mixture of Holi and Diwali. Sometimes they are full on stories like Ramayana and other times they are only problems like Saas-Bahu serials.

Answer I give: they are alright. Once you understand them, they are not very hard. But understanding may not happen right away.

Question: You must be feeling very different to be a girl in Mech right?

Answer I wish to give: As far as I can see, I don’t think I much different from any girl in any stream.

Answer I give: I am a girl in Mechanical. Girl first, mechanical next. So, No. (This is a fixed answer I have been rehearsing over  the years.)

Well, well, well. I should just stop now. If you’ve read through all of it, paint me surprised. 😀


Till Next Time,

Keep Smiling.



Morning Walk. Mental Talk.

Maybe I do not have anything to say. Maybe i have way too much to say and can’t figure out which of it is worthy of being written about. Oh whom am I kidding. I am outright lazy!

My apologies for not having been very regular here. (Not that you have been waiting, but still, i am going to assume so to please myself.)

A couple of days back, a friend of mine and I were walking along the roads of Nitte on our very irregular morning walks. We a;ways make it a point to choose any random direction and move in that direction for about 20 minutes as briskly as we can and then turn about and return. Luckily for us the weather has been just perfect for a morning walk; not very cold, neither hot and hence no feeling all gooey and sticky (Or maybe we aren’t walking quick enough. Whatever may it be.). So yes, we walked in the direction of Belman for about 20 minutes and explored the interiors of Halekatte when we looked at our watches and learnt it was time for us to head back. Trucks loaded with jelly stones were heading towards Belman, making the road dustier than ever and there we were, complaining, being absolutely helpless while bathing in the dust. As we moved ahead, the dust cloud cleared and were able to breathe comfortable again. A few dogs we barking in our direction and my friend began walking quickly to escape from them. I giggled as I always find it funny, to a certain extent stupid when people are afraid of dogs. I asked her to slow down and said that walking quickly would only worsen things for her if the dogs were to do anything. She slowed down. Within a minute or so, a few other dogs began barking at us, louder this time. My friend was petrified and began walking quickly again. Upon asking her to slow down, she held on to me like how a squirrel would cling on to the bark of the tree. It was then that I said her, “Relax, they won’t do anything. they are dogs, not humans.” . At that moment, the intensity of what I had said so casually didn’t strike me. After a few minutes when my friend and I gave it a thought, we did stare at each other with a hundred virtual question marks revolving round our head.

It is ironic how our fellow humans are our best friends and can be our worst enemies too. People do not belong to each other and can be so cruel to each other. Can we just be good to one another? Harm isn’t a pretty word and is a worse gesture.



Till Next Time,

Keep Smiling.