Our hostel warden did a surprise raid on Floor 2 at 3:15 AM because the circuit breaker tripped. Turns out 6 different rooms were running electric kettles, sandwich makers, and an immersion rod simultaneously to make 14 packets of Maggi after a grueling DBMS lab prep. We hid our kettle inside a hollowed-out vintage CPU cabinet under the desk. The warden searched the whole wardrobe and bathroom, looked right at the glowing cabinet fan, and left saying 'Tum log padhai karo, switch mat udao'. Pure hostel engineering.

We spend four years learning how to optimize compilers, balance chemical equations, and design reinforced concrete beams. Yet, the moment someone picks up a guitar at 1 AM on the hostel lawn, or starts writing poetry in the library gazebos, security guards blow whistles as if a crime has occurred. Engineering is fundamentally about creative problem-solving. When you kill artistic expression, music, and philosophical discussions, you produce robots instead of visionary creators. We need more open mics, hackathons that celebrate art and tech fusion, and campuses that stay alive under the stars.

At 2 PM everyone is busy pretending to be productive, calculating CGPA, and rushing to classes. At 2:30 AM sitting cross-legged on the corridor floor with tea, all the social masks drop. You talk about childhood memories, existential fears, whether alien life exists, and what life will look like 10 years from now. These nights are what college is actually made of.

Our department computer lab has an ancient audio speaker wired to the central teacher console that nobody has touched since 2018. Yesterday during our 2-hour dull Solid State Physics lecture, someone found the open Bluetooth receiver named 'LAB_AUDIO_SYSTEM_01' and connected to it from the last bench. Instead of playing a joke, they queued up the lofi instrumental version of 'Kun Faya Kun' at 10% volume. The entire lab went dead quiet, and even the professor paused mid-equation, smiled, and said 'Chalo, mahaul accha hai' and kept writing.

During automated email testing in our Web Development lab, I put the department faculty mailing list into a cron job test script. Every Monday morning at 8 AM for three consecutive weeks, all 24 professors and the HOD received a high-resolution meme about recursion and off-by-one errors from 'bot@campusloop.internal'. The HOD printed out the meme, stuck it outside his office cabin, and wrote 'Very informative, improve formatting next time'.

All of my close friends have been placed, And as I have already told I was the 2nd to be placed in the group... But super happy for all of us. And the best part most of us are in the same city and offices are ridiculously close to each other...basically opposite buildings... Mazaa aagya...😁😁😁😁😁... I was waiting to post this coz 1 bande ka placement bacha tha last... Voh bhi kal hogya... Ab toh shayad saath bhi rahe duplex rent karke... Edit- To the people downvoting coz I didn't reveal my clg... Bhai zabardasti hai kya batau.. kya ho jayega

All of my close friends have been placed, And as I have already told I was the 2nd to be placed in the group... But super happy for all of us. And the best part most of us are in the same city and offices are ridiculously close to each other...basically opposite buildings... Mazaa aagya...😁😁😁😁😁... I was waiting to post this coz 1 bande ka placement bacha tha last... Voh bhi kal hogya... Ab toh shayad saath bhi rahe duplex rent karke... Edit- To the people downvoting coz I didn't reveal my clg... Bhai zabardasti hai kya batau.. kya ho jayega

Department fest tees design committee on Figma vs The final t-shirt the local screen printer handed us 2 hours before the inauguration 😭😭 Expectation vs Reality photo dump: We paid ₹650 each for dry-fit nylon that glows in the dark like a traffic cone 🤡