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The last time I blogged, I promised myself that I’d blog everyday. Wasn’t able to keep up the promise since in these days of E - , it seems that our MCA department is facing severe toilet paper crunches, requiring us to send them reams and reams of project reports – project joining report, project information report, project activity report , project engagement report and what not. Cooking up these reports burdens my already overtaxed imagination leaving no time for blogs.
Some days back as a part of our training we went out on a tour. Our first destination was a primary school in Thamna where we greenhorns were instructed to conduct an inspection. Next we went to Changa Institute of Technology, another Technical Education Institute developed on the lines of good old Nirma University and located near the famed Vallabh Vidhyanagar township. The presence of such Institutes bolster the conviction that in our booming economy education is by large the second most profitable sector after religion. As employees of our company with an interest in developing a relationship with that institute for the success of our placement portal we made a few presentations to the faculties there. The audience was present as the attendance was taken. At the end of our charade one curious incident happened. It so happened that we asked the Professors to note down the internet address of our website and Lo !! Out came the books and it seemed that the dull and dreary audience came to life. ( Can’t blame the presentations for their plight as one of them was by yours truly.) They duly noted down the address which was much more simply memorized and returned back to their lifeless selves. Their behavior was testimony to the quality of our education staff. Since my school days I have classified a classroom as consisting of three primary categories of people - The front bench nerds, The last bench lukkhas and the Non-existent rest. The behavior of Changa professors somehow resembles that of the third category.
Finally after Changa we took off towards the most profitable of all enterprises. Dakor seemed so different to my vague memories of a school trip I had there years ago. Relieved of some more of my depleting finances I reached home late at night and capped off the eventful day with a dinner as Chauffeur in chief and some delicious Dairy Den softy.