Five things they didn't tell us about FYUP

First of all, those of you, who at the mention of the dreaded acronym "FYUP" have their adrenaline rushing with the excitement to read how it has dampened the spirits of their class-mates, a big salute to you. Just skip to the next paragraph.
And for those of you still wondering what FYUP is, dear person-from-another-planet, it's the blood-sucking, atrocious educational reform that stole the limelight from the soaring cut-offs and bestowed on the guinea pigs batch "perennial uncertainty about the future".
So, while we feel tortured by the gruelling work schedules, envy our seniors who get home before we do, and venture into college life, here's a list of five things they didn't tell us about FYUP.

1) They turned the guinea pigs into rats. Yes I am talking about us!

Remember, how we were tempted with laptops? And we took the bait. What they forgot to mention was that out of the meager 1 year that we would actually have the laptops, one semester would be spent (read:lost) in arranging them. The result is that, now, when we need them the most, we are deprived of them.

You know, watching movies or doing internet research on an everyday basis for the purpose of studying might sound enormously amusing, however, neither is it viable to rush home to use your desktop, nor can you sit glued to it for the rest of your day (that is, whatever might be left of it after the long hours at college). Further, at the risk of sounding very practical, you cannot possibly surreptitiously slip your laptop into your bag against your mother's wishes, use your smartphone 2 hours more than its battery allows, or for that matter, be merciless to your eyes.

2) The Collapsed FOUNDATIONS...

What they never told us was that the joy of holistic development  from the Foundation Courses (or FCs, as they are lovingly/angrily called) would be all too soon surpassed by the hectic schedule, and the mind-boggling quantities and volume of presentations, projects and tests et al would dampen our vivacious spirits.They said the FCs aimed at strengthening our concepts. Reality check: They are belittling them. Because oh, I got so enlightened after attending the GD about prime numbers. College is meant to facilitate specialised study, not send us back to 10th grade.
The scene of a classroom(almost everywhere, barring a few exceptions):The lecturers were as clueless about the impending reforms as we were. They started using the catchphrase "You are a Commerce/Chemistry/Computer science student, you do not need to study History in depth." Enter 55 marks devoted to practical work, and you can find every student researching the most obscure websites on the most ambiguous topics, to dig out some information which is both news to the teacher as well as intellectually stimulating. And someone said something about defeating their very purpose, eh?

3) Ready, set, go. . .

They pretended they had everything organised, all allocation of marks done...but till last week we were getting notices on their website as to the distribution of marks.... 

Alas! and then they so confidently proclaim that there are no infrastructural hurdles. I am amazed the media was right this time in being pessimistic about such hasty decisions-cum-reforms.

Right where it stings

4) IMBH: Integrating mind, body and HELL!

So, you caught me texting in the middle of a lecture elucidating Gandhi and his achievements? Yeah, that is something totally new n interesting, you totally have my attention with you. Grrr

And you were asking me to draw parallels between his life and mine ..but how can I possibly do that..he is the father of the nation and I am a guinea pig, have you forgotten? Wouldn't it be a disgrace to him?

5) College? Did you just misspell "school"?

Also, they forgot to tell us that no longer college means studies AND fun. With back to back classes from 9 to 5, we are working office hours, without the remuneration obviously. Sometimes we feel doing an internship has better prospects for us... rather than a system which shall provide us with a degree after 4 years (notice the sarcasm), "Bachelors in Multiple Disciplines" declaring us as the survivors of DU's large hadron collider experiment. How I love my life. Sigh.

And here I am , in the middle of mid-sem break, surrounded by to-do lists. Whoever said college meant freedom, definitely didn't meet the FYUP batch.

Yeah mate, we are all in this together...