Us engineers

An ode to us retards :P here's to every engineer who's loved what he's doing and been ridiculed for it! Decided to write this full in chindi indian style! no hi-fi language :P

The first time I breathed, my fate was sealed,

When my father announced with great joy.

His decision was to me like a prophecy unveiled,

'Honey, we'll make an engineer out of our boy!'

Didn't help my case when I topped my school class,

And had a knack of analyzing in detail.

Always thought I'd take it up for time pass,

Only to find that here you could actually fail.

In fact you know, the entrance exams it was,

Those two years of relentless preparation.

They earn the dubious distinction of being the cause,

For our slow but sure mental degeneration.

Our college timings are worse than a nine to five,

But we don't seem to have learnt anything yet.

We meet a lot of people, college is busy as a hive,

But for friends, Facebook's still my best bet.

Yes we do bunk, but its nothing great as such,

Playing was something we used to ages ago do.

Nowadays we don't get out in the sun much,

So many reference books to sit at home and go through.

Sometimes we confuse our calculators with our phone,

Because we use them both more or less the same.

And when our parents leave us home all alone...

No we only log onto the net to check out that new game.

Its probably only us that find it exciting,

To see mazes of wires on a complex device.

A beautiful sunrise or a similar sighting,

Has us arguing over the angle at which the earth's axis lies.

We draw graphs to show the futility of having a girl,

And form equations on how to live cheaply.

To be honest the only thing that makes our head twirl,

Is that new article on diode developments in Science Weekly.

But at the end of the day, if I had to take a stand,

There couldn't be anything else I'd love more to be.

If you still think we're weird then, eh man,

What to do, we are like this only!