Let me first tell you how a true ‘Student of PESIT’(only male describe…female left to your imagination…) would appear as expected by our college…oiled hair brushed sideways with the haircut the way they do it in the Army, a neatly pressed set of shirt and trouser (preferably borrowed from his father or his grandfather) with nothing ‘written’ on it…. with the shirt tucked in, and the shoes ofcourse clearing any doubt that the human is anything below 30 yrs of age…there you have it… the Student of PESIT is ready….ooops…sorry, how could I even forget…he’ll surely have a blue/yellow piece of tag (blue means restrictions void after 3:30pm…yellow means under captivity 24/7 )round his/her neck with a white card hanging onto it and on the card you’ll find someone’s picture who’ll look like he/she’d want to kill him/herself with striking similarities to the person wearing it….We call it the ‘PESIT ID card’…
It happens only in PESIT….Encounter with the principal:
At lunch I eat, had a chat with friends, drank lots of juice and after all that was on my way to the E.C block boys’ toilet to unfill a by product of the digestion of the juice I drank…I met someone on the way…THE PRINCIPAL…
Me: “good afternoon sir”
Pincy: “What’s your name?”
“Suraj…sir”
“which branch?”
“Electronics”
“how will I know?”
(“huh…if my memory serves me right…I think I just told you…that’s how you should have known….”)
“sir!?!”
“how will I know man..?”
(confused… ”what is he asking??….please let me go… I want to pee”)
Going by the expressions on my face, he must have realized he had to make things simple for me…
“where’s your ID card man….?…how will I know you’re from this college..?”
(“holy Christ…not now…”)
“ sorry sir, I forgot…”
“ are’nt you proud of being a student of PESIT…?”
“ yes sir, I am..”
Takes his ID card out from his shirt pocket
“then why don’t you show it….look at me…even I wear it all the time..”
I was wondering where the extra ‘e’ came from in the spelling of pesit on his card…it’s amazing how our senses are influenced by our mind….
“!!@#$%^&(*&^%$#@)(*&^%$!@#$%^&*”
I simply could not listen to what he was saying….my brain was to busy holding tanks…
“!@#$%^&(*@#$%^&)(&*((*&^qwerfsghdzfjur&*)(*&^%“
(“what’s he saying”)
(“this goes on for any longer I’m sure to lose bladder control right here…and as far as I know you guys I’ll have to pay fine for that too…so for heaven’s sake leave me…”)….
Ok…I’ll stop it at that and just say…things went on peacefully after that…
These are things a student of pesit goes through…it happens only in PESIT…
With all that said… the fact remains…. these concepts are not put into practice without thought and awareness of well experienced people in the management and we should simply agree and accept it irrespective of whether it’s right or wrong…it has WORKED for us…the massive progress of our college in terms of placements, quality of students and quality of staff* in such a short period of time are proof enough for it…
And besides…it adds so much flavor (good or bad) to our college life…if you’re a PESITian you’ll know what I’m talking about…
The text to follow only for Student of PESIT:
So when you meet the so called RVites/BMS bulls/MSRITians anywhere in the city…stop hiding those ID cards….pull them out and hold it against there face and make them read those 5 letters ‘P E S I T’…..and let them know they only wish they had it with their names….
*conditions apply
