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The First Fest A Block of Infinity

Shruti, 2nd Year, EE Rohan Mishra, 2nd Year, SE
If a place could come to life, it was our University campus on It’s a tough job to do, writing. Especially, when you’re a
the Engifest. The word on the street was that this would be the procrastinator with a looming deadline and amazing friends.
best fest ever. Our mindless chatter was rife with speculations Endless conversations and infinite guffaws later, I come back
about who could be performing at Star Night or which Band to face the blank white page. But now I have a plan - I will make
would be arriving, this year. a list for Engifest!
While I’m not a fan of concerts and crowd in general, I decided The habit of making lists helps in keeping a check on my
to give all the hype a shot and showed up for the Lagori band attention deficiency. So I sit down with my motley group of
concert. friends in the OAT and start planning the things to do in order
It changed everything. to maximise the amount of fun experienced in a fixed duration
The whole sports complex resembled a grand concert venue, of time. Soaking in the sunlight, and playing some lame 90’s
like the ones we often see on television. Fashionably late, the songs, we forget what we were meant to do. I come back to my
band was about to begin their performance when I glanced room, the page still blank; the to-do still unchecked. I fall back
upon one of my class groups. As a matter of sheer courtesy, I on the bed and think about the last Engi and the fun we had. I
joined them. smile when I recollect how we spent those three days; the plan
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O re piya…’ left on the desk, unseen.
Three days with no sleep and worn out soles, it certainly was
And there they were, performing my all-time favourite songs
one after the other. I lost myself completely, along with my fun. But all I remember are moments.
voice that is. I could feel my throat going sore as I continued to Moments that span to infinity, mental pictures which fail to
sing at the top of my lungs. It was another state of enjoyment, blur. Filled with euphoria and excitement, I picture myself
like there could be a different dimension to the word ’fun’. The perched up on the shoulders of my friends while I screamed
feeling it induced was intoxicating. After their bitter-sweet and waved my hands to the melodies of Lagori. I remember
goodbye, I followed my friends to the legendary Maggie Baba. the EDM Night, legs which refused to get strained, dancing. I
Greeted by a string of callous remarks from him, we asked him remember the fierce battles of STFU, the excellent synth solos
for our share of Maggi. Never had a simple plate of Maggi been in Arpeggio, the self choreographed bhangras in the crowd and
this heavenly. Then it hit me. the sharp wit of Kumar Vishwas.
Engifest wasn’t about the band or the food or the friends. Maybe that is the point. We plan to accomplish, to live life
It was about the ambience that our fest created. It lived up to the fullest - to seize the moment. But it doesn’t quite work
to its image of offering more than what was expected. The out that way, the moment ends up seizing you, etching itself
same monotonous university life was transformed into a somewhere in your heart. You might be sceptical about such
multifaceted maze of unlimited possibilities. Every nook and events or are bubbling with excitement, just remember that
corner of the campus turned into a work of art. Realisation these moments will leave a profound imprint, an imprint
struck, that there would always be something that would help which is a part of something bigger than yourself. I surely am
you grow holistically and expose you to new experiences. counting on making the most of three fabulous Engifests that
Be sure you’re there to witness it yourself this year too. are waiting out there.

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