There are two things that you never want to do in life, driving with your eyes tied and hoping you reach home safely and getting in an argument with an Engineer and thinking you will win. Yeah you read it right, Engineer, a self proclaimed ego centric class.

Well I myself being an engineer can take you through the highs and lows, the ups and downs, the ecstasies and pain of a different sect called as an Engineer. I will start by defining what an Engineer is and then take you through my journey of my MBA institute (Referred as Wonder Land).

As it is said, no one is born a criminal life makes them one, so same is the case with an Engineer, no one is a born engineer life makes them one. And hey I am not talking about those intelligent book worms who make it to IIT’s and MIT’s of the world and defame the whole idea of being an engineer , here I am talking of those super heroes who get into such colleges whose names you won’t be able to figure out after an hour of googling. I call these engineers as the Angels or the Messiah’s of Nuisance.

Well I too form a part of this angelic group, having done my engineering from a B grade college, well I would not waste your time by explaining what a B-Grade college is, because in all my interactions with the puppy commerce grads (referred ahead as Sweet puppies), they could not make a head and tail of what I meant by a B-Grade College. So for every ones understanding, these are the colleges where the Angels of Nuisance are made.

I started my journey as a proud Angel, doing death defying stunts, may it be a bike wheelie in front of a police station (I bet I still have some complaints pending in the station) or placing a bet and jumping from a two storied building (I know it’s insane but was a nice way to make money) or doing things that in all your senses you would term as Insane.

I too was fearless as a hyena, as sharp as a cheetah and as wild and untamed as raged bull. But all that changed one day, the day when I moved from my Engineering College to the Wonder Land.

 Wonder Land was a totally different place to be in, it was a place which was for the tender hearted, the soft spoken, the in line people and was a place where the puppies (Commerce Grads) were worshiped and Lion was no longer the king of the jungle.

I was ready for some changes in my life but to shift from an Angel of Nuisance to a tender hearted soft spoken puppy was radical. I knew that the ride would be difficult; in fact really difficult but the only thing that motivated me was the presence of the beautiful goddesses of love .Well I would like to clarify that my MBA institute did not host some super models but all those B grade Engineers would understand that anything remotely feminine excites us (And I mean all species).

So with this motivation with me I started my journey in the WONDER LAND. But this was not easy at all , I was so lost so confused so much dying to catch someone who was remotely close to being an Angel of Nuisance.

Days passed on, and as was expected I was all alone in a crowd of hundreds, trying to cope up with the puppy ways. Finally one day I was comforted, really comforted when I came along one, one of my own species, one who was as crazy as I was.

Finally both he and I had some respite, atleast we had some one we could share our wild stories of the past. As they say when two brilliant minds are at work the output is divine. In our interactions we understood one main thing; the common thread between us was not only we were Engineers but also our undying hatred for the puppies.

We decided to set up a group, a group for all those Angels of Nuisance who were in search of likeminded people, a group that would stand by the dark forces of the puppies, a group which in the coming times would bring a revolution in the Wonderland.

We named the group as KD and instantly saw people joining in, what started as 2 was now a group of 12 fearless Angels. And yes apart from our long discussions over hoards of cigarettes and alcohol we had decided on a plan, a plan to bring down the empire, the empire of the Puppies.

It was the time of college elections and yes was the opportunity we were waiting for. I was given the honor to stand for the president’s seat from my group. It was not because I was good at making some policies or had some flair for bringing reforms, but was because I had the gift; the gift to talk at length without abusing (being an engineer you would understand, this really is a gift).

We started our campaign with just one motto, to bring down the puppy empire. We masked ourselves as puppies to gain the votes of the masses. We took out our seniors (The election evaluators) for parties and alcohol bashes to get their veto in our favor.

Amazingly this was the first election where I did not see any one fighting or using force or huge bloodbaths, it was peaceful, the people use to listen to my speeches as quietly as they used to sit in the college lectures (Bloody Boring).I bet a model that Indian Election Commission should try adopting.

Finally the day came, the day of our revenge, the day where we would rise above the dark powers, the power of puppies. The votes were in and we sat recklessly on the college stairs, obviously bunking the lectures that were going on, waiting for the result to be out.

We were all called to the Wonderlands conference room , a room where I had heard a lot many scholars had visited, a room that was about to define the future of the Wonderland , a room where our fate had to be decided.

We anxiously waited for the results to be announced, I was called on the stage and so were all the competing puppies. The current student president gave a long speech, which was as boring as any boring lecture. Trying to battle with the sleep I waited for the results to be announced. And then it happened he announced it, and to our utter surprise, I won. It was a victory of the angels over the empire of puppies; it was a victory that people in the books of Wonderland will write as nothing less than Historic.

We never contested thinking we would win and thus had no Idea what we will do if we were victorious, but with time we have learned a lot of things, at least learned how to live in peace with the puppies.

 A year has passed and we still reign as the Supremes of Wonderland, in the past year we have grown from a number of 12 to 35 and still rising.

I still give those speeches to the juniors, who in all their amazement listen as if I was saying something great. We still have our frequent arguments with the puppies which I believe now feel as an outsider in the Wonderland.