The placement season has come and gone. The placements for our batch were successfully completed yesterday, a day ahead of schedule. Although I will not reveal the details here, the whole exercise was a lot less taxing than the summer placements had been. I do not have the numbers with me, but from the general reaction, it seems as if most people have got jobs in the field (and even sub-field) that they wanted. Whether this translates into less attrition (say, within the first year) from this first job remains to be seen. I did not have a personal stake in the process, having secured my position earlier. So I had a ringside view of the process and this was filled with a lot of different emotions, experienced vicariously - hope, despair, anger, frustration, humour. Finally, the curtain fell yesterday late at night, and as the tradition goes, a
dholi beat his
dhol all the way from the academic block to the mess, leading a procession of students. Euphoria overflowed in the mess in a half-hour of dancing amid splashes of water. An institute party followed, the last for our batch, and this lasted well into the morning today. Memories to cherish...