A year after finishing college, our college convocation was
held. It was a hot and humid day. Before the convocation day we were all mailed
an invite letter along with instructions to be followed sheet. In that one rule
was ‘you are not allowed to bring children below eighteen years of age. They
would have probably thought we would have become parents at this point of time.
After four years of emptying our pockets they even charged thousand bucks as
registration fee. For gods sake why do we have to register for our own
graduation. Then for undergraduates they gave black robes and for post
graduates yellow robes. It was thirteenth convocation ceremony and for thirteen
years they have been giving the same robes and the robes were stinking. The
chief guest gave the certificates himself only for the gold medal people and it
was three of them. For the rest of us they distributed the certificates before
hand and we have to carry those to the stage and pose to the camera like we are
receiving from the chief guest. The person who is calling names on the stage
will be calling out name of one person but the one who is presently on the stage
will be entirely a different person. Then we were all given packed lunch which
was below average. And then we dispersed and that’s how my graduation ceremony
went.
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