( ...........Good times turn Bad............... )
I got a satisfactory result in technically my first semester and felt very confident now thinking that things have finally turned my way, but I was totally wrong and that was one of the worst mistakes I had ever made. This was the summer semester and my second. I had to take the three main courses so I could get back to the normal course schedule. The semester started and I was very confident. I was assuming it to be as easy as the previous one and forgot that I had to study.
Dr. B.A.Saleemi is a top mathematician of the world and his way of teaching was not very easy to understand. I still remember the day when he made me stand up and asked “What’s the difference between a cow and a chair?! “ I was totally shocked hearing such a strange question and when I could not reply and in the hot and humid weather wiped my forehead, he said “Hmm when you don’t answer, you always wipe your forehead”. This was kind of embarrassing actually. He used to teach high class and all of the class actually was never interested in the lecture including me, and I had to pay the cost later.
Electric Circuit Analysis was the course that was much talked about by the students of my batch. The strictness of Sir Nauman Naseer was very famous and this was going to be my first experience with him. Complete silence in the class, assignments that had to be submitted within two hours after it were given, tough quizzes, no one to be allowed to enter the class if they are even a second late. That by the way was the second and last instant when a teacher made students follow its rules after Sir Khurram Javed in the first semester for my batch. It sure was tough, My health was going down and I lost my confidence in ECA totally. I did not even try knowing that I will fail! But I must admit I had very good experience with Sir Nauman later in the semesters as he taught us the most courses up till now.
Statics was easy and Sir Liaqat taught well, he always did. Starting from the basics and taking you to the higher level gradually, there was no fear during his lectures and that made things really easy, Oh and you never got bored as well. He knew about everything, talked about everything. All the ingredients collectively I never got less than B+ in his subjects (will talk about the teachers in detail later) I was sure I will pass this subject with a good grade.
Then the worst times started, one day I had this severe pain in my left body and I could barely even talk. I did not want to tell anyone at home about my condition as they were already upset with what had happened in first semester with me. I tried my best to attend the lectures, I tried my best to stay active but that did not happened. I could barely even see the white board sometimes, the teachers were strict, It was summer time and the suffocation during the lectures increased the pain most of the times (I was never able to attend the labs because of the same reason (only Dr Tasneem Shah knew about it) But the misery had to end, I called home and told my parents that I was not able to study or concentrate on anything, they visited me at the weekend and thanks to my room mate, came to know what the actual problem was. We decided to freeze the semester.
This perhaps started the worst period ever! We applied to freeze this current semester the application was considered and accepted by the then head of department Dr Shaiq. We did the basic regulations, I was interviewed and the medical certificate was provided and I went back to Multan. I was admitted, medicated, got a little better and was on a rehab when one day our coordinator called and told that I was dismissed from the university!!! She told that my application was rejected and I have been awarded F grades in all the three subjects because summer is already an optional semester. I had never seen my parents so upset and furious about anything ever! My mother called back and got a really rude response from the coordinator..They decided that I quit Air University.
I never wanted that especially when I chose it from the eight options I had. Air University has a feeling of Lasalle and that's what I loved about it. I convinced them to come with me to Islamabad and solve the problem. We came here at the start of the next semester and got a cold shouldered response from almost everyone. The registrar listened to our complain and thought that we surely had a valid reason as I left the semester only after I was awarded the leave from the university. When we went to the higher authority, instead of listening to me I was told " If you ever think about filing a case against us you will lose it " ... The HOD was very kind with me, he listened to me, said that he will do anything possible for me to solve the issue as it was he who granted the leave. I still remember the time when he called to I don't know who and said " If this boy is not staying in the university, I'm going to resign. Don't I have any authority or does my post mean nothing?! " .. this I will never forget! :)
The registrar helped and assured us that he will recommend a strong case to the VC, he did and my grades were reverted back to "I" grades and I was allowed to join back. These few days took a lot out of me. I decided that I won't let something like this come anyway near me again, I have never feared in life after that and thankfully I was able to perform really well in the next semester and things were back on the track....
Good times in the next part!! :)
I got a satisfactory result in technically my first semester and felt very confident now thinking that things have finally turned my way, but I was totally wrong and that was one of the worst mistakes I had ever made. This was the summer semester and my second. I had to take the three main courses so I could get back to the normal course schedule. The semester started and I was very confident. I was assuming it to be as easy as the previous one and forgot that I had to study.
Dr. B.A.Saleemi is a top mathematician of the world and his way of teaching was not very easy to understand. I still remember the day when he made me stand up and asked “What’s the difference between a cow and a chair?! “ I was totally shocked hearing such a strange question and when I could not reply and in the hot and humid weather wiped my forehead, he said “Hmm when you don’t answer, you always wipe your forehead”. This was kind of embarrassing actually. He used to teach high class and all of the class actually was never interested in the lecture including me, and I had to pay the cost later.
Electric Circuit Analysis was the course that was much talked about by the students of my batch. The strictness of Sir Nauman Naseer was very famous and this was going to be my first experience with him. Complete silence in the class, assignments that had to be submitted within two hours after it were given, tough quizzes, no one to be allowed to enter the class if they are even a second late. That by the way was the second and last instant when a teacher made students follow its rules after Sir Khurram Javed in the first semester for my batch. It sure was tough, My health was going down and I lost my confidence in ECA totally. I did not even try knowing that I will fail! But I must admit I had very good experience with Sir Nauman later in the semesters as he taught us the most courses up till now.
Statics was easy and Sir Liaqat taught well, he always did. Starting from the basics and taking you to the higher level gradually, there was no fear during his lectures and that made things really easy, Oh and you never got bored as well. He knew about everything, talked about everything. All the ingredients collectively I never got less than B+ in his subjects (will talk about the teachers in detail later) I was sure I will pass this subject with a good grade.
Then the worst times started, one day I had this severe pain in my left body and I could barely even talk. I did not want to tell anyone at home about my condition as they were already upset with what had happened in first semester with me. I tried my best to attend the lectures, I tried my best to stay active but that did not happened. I could barely even see the white board sometimes, the teachers were strict, It was summer time and the suffocation during the lectures increased the pain most of the times (I was never able to attend the labs because of the same reason (only Dr Tasneem Shah knew about it) But the misery had to end, I called home and told my parents that I was not able to study or concentrate on anything, they visited me at the weekend and thanks to my room mate, came to know what the actual problem was. We decided to freeze the semester.
This perhaps started the worst period ever! We applied to freeze this current semester the application was considered and accepted by the then head of department Dr Shaiq. We did the basic regulations, I was interviewed and the medical certificate was provided and I went back to Multan. I was admitted, medicated, got a little better and was on a rehab when one day our coordinator called and told that I was dismissed from the university!!! She told that my application was rejected and I have been awarded F grades in all the three subjects because summer is already an optional semester. I had never seen my parents so upset and furious about anything ever! My mother called back and got a really rude response from the coordinator..They decided that I quit Air University.
I never wanted that especially when I chose it from the eight options I had. Air University has a feeling of Lasalle and that's what I loved about it. I convinced them to come with me to Islamabad and solve the problem. We came here at the start of the next semester and got a cold shouldered response from almost everyone. The registrar listened to our complain and thought that we surely had a valid reason as I left the semester only after I was awarded the leave from the university. When we went to the higher authority, instead of listening to me I was told " If you ever think about filing a case against us you will lose it " ... The HOD was very kind with me, he listened to me, said that he will do anything possible for me to solve the issue as it was he who granted the leave. I still remember the time when he called to I don't know who and said " If this boy is not staying in the university, I'm going to resign. Don't I have any authority or does my post mean nothing?! " .. this I will never forget! :)
The registrar helped and assured us that he will recommend a strong case to the VC, he did and my grades were reverted back to "I" grades and I was allowed to join back. These few days took a lot out of me. I decided that I won't let something like this come anyway near me again, I have never feared in life after that and thankfully I was able to perform really well in the next semester and things were back on the track....
Good times in the next part!! :)
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