The Bored Engineer

Respected seniors, It was your farewell today, marking the culmination of your journey as a student of this institution and I must say that you all have made us proud and I wish you all the very best in all your future endeavours. Whatever be the case, you will have us at your back supporting you no matter what. Although I could go on and on about future I wish to talk to you about the present or the immediate future that stares us in the face. Soon you will be leaving the campus taking different paths that the life may have in store for you and we will be left there to take your place and this scares the hell out of me. How will we ever match up to you, how will we find that exactly right blend of friendship and mentorship that our juniors will expect of us. I remember you sharing our joys and worries like the very best of our friends and yet when we erred you were there to guide us. You laughed at the silliest of our jokes (and vice versa of course) and disciplined us wit...

Silence had befallen the auditorium after the thunderous applause died down that had accompanied Dr. Zutshi, the world famous doctor of prosthetic sciences. Students had been waiting for his lecture since the beginning of semester and soon it was the most talked about event in the All India Institute of Medical Sciences. The doctor looked at the gathering with blank expression on his face. He wondered as to what should be his words to the students at his  Alma  mater. He had his speech ready in front of him but it did  didn't  seem right to him to brag about his achievements in a subtle way and then bore the students with his case studies. Taking a deep breath he uttered, “This  doesn't  feel right. Another lecture by another old man with very little to offer to the future. I don’t want to talk about cases and complications, you will have a lot of them in your career. If there is something that I can say to help you fellows in your ...