Originally posted by me on Medium: https://medium.com/@mukil094/engineering-in-india-ed17957839f3
India is a country with humongous youth population. The youth who hold immense potential eventually needs to contribute to the workforce of this huge economy. But, are they groomed to face the corporate world?
Let’s take the case of Engineering in India. More than 1.5 Million engineers churn out of the institutions spread across India. But, it’s a sad truth that almost 60% of our engineering graduates are not fit for employment. There are a lot of articles on “engineers-unemployment” which would give you the exact numbers to understand this pathetic situation. In this post, let me touch upon the various issues which I’ve personally faced (Yes, I’m an engineer too).
The media fuzz about the happening/upcoming layoffs by various IT firms in India has indeed become a concern for many. Few reports blame Donald Trump, and few others blame the technology advancements. But, one thing is sure. People are getting laid-off. Yes, it’s happening and it’s not the first of its kind.
We wonder why on earth we studied engineering. There are people in their early 30’s who *still* confess that “My job and my degree(s) are not related in any way”.
I hated the 4 years of my engineering life. With high dreams and passion, stepping into the college with a hope as tiny as a speck of dust. A hope, that I’ll be able to give life to my dreams. My ears ringed with these two phrases “You are going to waste your life”, “You won’t get placed”. All I could react was: F-U.
According to me, I had 4 years of time exclusively for developing and gaining expertise in my area of interests.
It was a Sunday and I was having a cup of tea in the nearby cafe. The time was quarter past 11 in the morning. The weekend crowd was slowly picking up its pace and in no time the cafe was full. There were three empty seats around my table and it waited for its visitors…
Maybe, she was innocent when she was used as an instrument by men to fulfill their sexual needs.
Maybe, she stayed silent and denied to inform her parents.
When he was about to end his life, it asked him to stop.
When she was about to lose hope of her life, it asked her to gain hope.
When he fell down for the first time, it told him not to repeat the same mistake again.
When she fell in love with him, it asked her to go and confess.
When he faced failure, again and again, it asked him to get up and run the race of life.
When a silence prevailed between the couple, it asked them to kiss.
“It” is constantly trying to communicate with each and every one of us. Few of us listen, but few of us do not care. It is trying to give us signs. It is trying to show the path of our life. What is it?
In less than a week, we’ll get inked in our index fingers. A bunch of first timers will click multiple images of their index fingers. Social media will flood with posts on Tamil Nadu elections. May 19, yet another leader will be announced.
There is a time during which we used to ask our parents, dad what have I to fill in the caste section? or mom what is this caste section with series of check boxes? What have I to tick? As a school kid, I and my friends used to wonder what’s all this caste thing about. Few used to say,