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and how bjt works. I hated everything. I wondered how I was going to spend 4 years in this college. After the lectures were over at 4pm there were practicals, from 4pm to 6pm.BEE practicals.when I saw the lab, all my admiration for the college was gone, I was in shock after seeing this. Forget about chairs, the lab didn’t even have fans. Seriously speaking it was very tough to convince myself that I was going to spend my days in that place. Never imagined a college like this. One positive thing was there, I talked to some seniors and they were all very optimistic, they were all saying that it was a good place for engineering; I would enjoy my day here. They believed that this college had a great alumni base and that was the biggest advantage.
     
    Now we were three friends. Not bad I thought as they were good friends. I had a good time with them on the first day.Sameer was also there. We formed a group of 4.Sameer, Swapnil  , Anup, and I.
     
     
    Attending lectures regularly from 10:30am to 6pm was like watching the same movie in a multiplex everyday. Bunking classes became a regular habit. I never understood what made those first benchers sit for lectures. There was nothing interesting in the lectures. It was Monday morning, the 1st lecture of the day. Swapnil was dozing during the lecture. Even I was doing the same.Swapnil was planning to bunk. I never thought that was possible. These first benchers would never co operate with this. They watched the professor during the lecture with so much enthusiasm as if Shakira was moving her hips in front of them.
     
    What was running through Swapnil ’s mind? He was very smart in these things. After the first lecture, we had practicals. As we reached practical, he told me to send a sms to one student of each batch.
     
    MASS BUNK AFTER BREAK.TELL YOUR ENTIRE BATCH.
     
     
    We informed each student of our batch. A few students were afraid of mass bunking. They feared their attendance would go down and they would get less marks in term work. These were the most irritating students of the class. Every engineering college has a few students like this. I never understood what they get by moving around the professors all the time. For a few marks they could do, anything.Swapnil warned them not to sit for lectures. Still I thought they would sit for the lecture. It had happened earlier also. We were told it is mass bunk and six students sat for the lecture. This time we were serious. We convinced everyone from our batch.
     
    The practicals were over. Our entire class was standing outside our classroom. Who ever was coming we told them not to attend lectures. Looking at the majority standing outside, those 5 to 6 students were not able to enter the class. They went home. We were still standing in front of the door. We did not want a single student to sit. There were 10 min left for the lecture to start. We told everyone to leave the corridor. Almost 10 of us went to the second floor to check if the professor was going back to the staff room.
    Professor came and saw that the classroom was locked. He opened it. The classroom was empty. He was still standing there to see if any one was around. Almost 10 min later, he saw some student.
     
     
    Some discussion was going on. After talking to him for few minutes, he left. We went down running and asked that student what the professor was saying.
     
    “He said to tell everyone that tomorrow we have to submit punishment assignment.”
     
    “Punishment assignment?” Swapnil  asked.
     
    “Yes, we have to solve 5 problems from the Kumbhojkar textbook.”
     
    “Forget it; he didn’t take your attendance, right?” I asked him.
     
    “No he didn’t.”
     
    We left. It was our first mass bunk of engineering . It was fun. Mass bunking is always a challenge. It is not so easy to hold the students from sitting for a lecture. These students had the same blood group as of the professors I think. Their bonding cannot be broken. However, we