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hi………….. soumyadash again to share some lines of memory………….. Spring festivals were very special for us ……really we were waiting for the occasions……. buying new clothes, styling accssories were always on the cards………… UCE jodi romances were spl. on those occasions………….. canteens were always full of beautiful girls, comments, outside romeos and many new items would happen on the menu……………….
to share some moments missed much ………. watching cricket matches in the hostel TV room is another sweet memory……. fully packed TV room, much chaos inside, ambient full of cigarette smoke, and recitation of many two and four lettered UCIAN sweet slangs time and again, instant analysis of of each and every ball as if they know much better than the team management…… if India is the winner then much celebration inside and outside but, in case India loses then the drama starts with breaking chairs, high sounding slangs etc…etc…. another very interesting thing of watching match when there is no electricity and using a series of UPS collecting from all the rooms ….. so much dedication towards cricket in a special form is really unique……. ok friends talking to u again later……

subah uthke class jana woh bhi 8.20 ke jagah pe 8.50 pe that tooo widout combing,widout pen n sumtimes widout notebook also…… woh sir madam se comment sunna sayad har kisi jagah na hota ho,par if its a challenge on talent hehehe offcourse uceian arethe bestttttttt,proud to be a uceian now vssian

i passed out in 2005 , uce gave me that dress rehersal to prepare for the real shows in life. i loved the dramatic society and fest . awaesome thing for somebody to explore the actor within you. i appreciate the talent uce has, but somewhere its lacking the spirit in the bullying presure of the teachers. so speal out guys its a democratic country

Apne dil me sab daba ke agar koi rehna chahe to sayad hi possible hai. Kuch saal k baad UCE se door reh k agar UCE k samne jate hein to aankh se pani nikalta hai……yaad karke wo 4 saal, mere zindagi k sunehre pal. wo dosto ko comment karna, juniors korag karna, bus conductors ko gali dena……………I miss all these things. If anyboby have some soft corner to UCE then never forget that days. ALL THE BEST to all the UCEians.

I wanted to write here for long long time but got a bit late (!!!).. i mean just a year late from the last time I logged in!

I was one of the most ordinary students of my batch but still had fond memories of the days!

I still miss these guys from myoriginal batch of 1989 (unfortunately I passed out in 1995)….
jagdish mahapatra,mukesh dhandhania,DK (son of out mech professor),manoj sathpathy,subrote mohapatra,subrat mahapatra,santosh samantaray..and lots more..

I joined UCE in 2002 and left in 2oo6 as a Manufacturing engg. student. Then u can imagine how much I would have n`joyed my days. Really I do not remember the studies that I went through so mindfully but I remember each and every odd and even occasions that I faced with my friends, my seniors and juniors and i can never forget them. Hundred slaps in 3 hours sounds odd naa ??? That was my gift while shifting to west hostel from south hostel. But the strength that i gained from the slaps and ragging is thefuel that remained inside me to face anything, anyone any anytime without fear. And I bet due this type of spicy gifts in UCE every UCEians are real kings in their work and behavior wherever they live because we hate to fear. Grand feast was a special occasion for all of us and the fight to get the most fleshy chicken pieces in the plate was very intense. Can u imagine sleeping in the std booth in the night, visiting 5 kilometers on bi-cycle to burla to get 44o rupees recharge vouchers of rim mobile at 2.00 am in the strict winter nights of sambalpur just to talk with girl friends in L.H. and N.H.? No. Naa. This is how our UCEans are courageous………….so many things to tell with my alphabets…………perhaps later……

Woh UCE ki khushboo……….Woh UCE ki yaadein…..
Woh UCE ki masti………Woh UCE ki chahat…………
Kahan se layenge woh din…………;)

Aaj bhi jab office se bahar nikalte hai to………..UCE ki yaadon main kho jate hai…………..aur doston ki yaadon ko yaad karke……………college ki masti ko yaad karke…………uss panchmukhi ke khane ko yaad karke……………..uss spring ko yaad karke………..uss ICSM ko yaad karke…………uss ladai ko yaad karke………….uss classbunk ko yaad karke……………uss har incident ko yaad karke aaj bhi jab humari aankhein bhar jati hai…………….to hum ye soch kar kaam par office laut jate hai ki ye sab yaadein hai…………………
aur yaadein yaad aati hai……….baatein bhul jati hai………….
kaash woh din fir aa pate……..
LOVE TO MISS U UCE……………

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Missing all those golden moments…. holi….diwali….spring….new year….n all occasion…some are on their own & rest created…..

I miss more those 4 years… Carefree life, late night movies, Sharing of albums…, drama after having 10ml of Rum… loud music…sessionals…Never ever will those days will come… Miss u UCE

late night khatti……..maggi at 1am…..night hang out wid horror movie……..spring…..senior………frnz…al dat only hapens at UCE….

Hellow friends, this is the appropriate platform to share your feeling at UCE, Burla. Once you enter to this platform you will enjoy as if you are still at UCE. It is obvious that no one can forget the UCE life. UCE life is only U CE…..(You See).Not only you have to see it but also every body should see it. Try to give some time from your busy sceduled to make it visible for everybody.we should respect to our alamatar.

Missing those GOLDEN days in the AVC, where every movie must follow a dance n masti of atleast 1/2 hr.

Missing those days when holi starts with BHANGA pana at each hostel, enriched with experiences of other hostel, specially ladies hostel, new hostel &tearing all the available clothes on the way back. Then jump to the either power channel or cross Kirba village to reach Mahanadi.

Missing those days of firing rockets parallel to WEST & NORTH hostel with the help of sauce bottles from canteen duringDiwali.

Missing Laxman`s tea, MCL`s snacks, Burla`s Chole Bature ……..

We are dreaming to make our UCE as a world class institute.

Undoubtedly Spring festival….those days we used to call it ESTUS. I am surprised at myself that I never went back to UCE after leaving the final time at the end of final year….need to make amends

Time to say Adieu..
The same old dusty corridors,
Those congested classes,
Those boring lectures,
Sleepy afternoon sessions,
The late night walks,
And `khatti` & chats,
One night stand to exams,
Last minute preparations to seminars,
Those hostelrooms and room mates,
And the `awful` hostel food.
My college days that was..
The friends I got for lifetime and the memories I shared with them.
Those rocking fests, dancing both on and off stage,
Campus placements and booze party after that.
AsI recall those memories that have passed,
My eyes are filled with tears.
I try to hold back the time, but fail again and again..
A sense of impuissance creeps inside me.
Knowing that I can never bring those days back…
But I still smile rememberingthose past days..
The memories I will carry throughout my life,
Those memories engrafted in my heart,
Those memories time can`t steal, nor will it fade away.
I will always remember ..
My college days that was..

Searching for a Sutta late at night
Burla Market Area escaping the prying eyes of Proffesors .
Food at PC , Snacks in the College canteen, Maggi , Chops , Coffee.
Cricket , TT and voley matches
Endless Khatti sessions
Slangs – Old and newly formed
Clash of the Titans : East Vs West
Spring Fest abruptly halted
The Vibrating Ramps
The Sizzling Dance shows
The sweat upon seeing the results published
Semester Backs , Year Backs and what not …
Boycotting Classes, Mass Bunk…
Flirting on phone …
Drink- Soft and Hard at Ray Dhaba …
Sambalpur trips ..
Clashes with Buses for over-charging
Ragging
Holi , Diwali all with a special flair
Campus Season – Campus Treat ….and what not
Tension-fun-Masti-Fight-Emotions …UCE had beena blend of everything.

Today when I see the BT guys at IITB, my mind always runs back to my UCE days. Few years back I was also seating on that side of the table, eagerly waiting for teachers to fire, perhaps the best phase of life to learn and surely the best place to get it done. For me UCE memory means books!!!That has made me the happiest one, can face any body in electrical engineering!!!I am too unfortunate for not doing anything for my Almamater, ok, it is only a matter of time. Long live UCE

UCE is really a heaven for all ucean. It made the life of all uceans easy. No on can forget the memory of beauties of PC BRIDGE, HIRAKUD DAM, SIPHON, BARA PAHAD, GANDHI MINAR, NEHRU MINAR, OPEN BATH IN MAHANADI & POWER CHANNEL(Some times), PICNIC AT CHIPLIMA (NEAR TO GHANTESWARI MANDIR).

hw can one forget the MASTI and MAZZA of UCE life….UCE the place whch taught us to live life to the fullest….every moment i spent thr is itself a memorable one….after comming to job life sometime it comes 2 mind tht `KAASH ENGINEERING LIFE 4 KI JAGAH 8 SAAL KA HOTA`… bt wo jitna bhi hota humare liye to kam hi tha…….
UCE hs gvn me everythng in my life….thanks 2 my alma mater… a proud UCEian

`the uce days`…i would describe them as the best ever period in my life as of now.
the disciplined 1st year,break-free 2nd year,enjoyable pre-final year and the royal final year…
starting from Sesha canteen to PC canteen,from PC bridge/remed dhaba to kanta palli dhaba,from the apprehensive 1st day in south hostel to the heartbreaking & agonizing final day;these are some memories i will cherish for ever in my life…
thank you UCE in making of a successful `Engineer`.
i miss you all,my dear 2001 UCEans…..

Hey Guys!!!
CRT sir has become our principal. We fondly remember CRT sir, as RSS sakha pracharak and fondly call him Chitta Bhai. He taught us EEE-I partially. He was very kind and passionate about his students and profession. I wish all success to him.Hope he will bring back lost glory to our beloved UCE.

With all my requests our UCE site is not updated yet. Hope some of our student friend out there at UCE Burla listening to it.
Bye GOD BLESS

Missing UCE toooooo much, at a infinte depth these days
Sandy

Hi,

My best wishes to all my batchmates.I do cherish the sweet memories with you all during the college days.I request all the friends to post any photos they posses with past memory.

I would like to go down the memory lane to remember the much talked about one-day preparation for the exams, the sleepless nights, without text-books, busy xerox machines, empty shelves of central library, notes from the girls of L.H. & N.H., hard laborto read the invisible copied noted, consumption of cigarettes, safals etc. Special thanks goes to all my dear girl-batch mates, budha dokan, p.c. canteen, mitu xerox, moreover all my beloved, learned, helpful fellow boarders to have made all my attempts with my pen on exam paper successful & memorable ones. I would salute U.C.E., manufacturing science department, all my teachers for their sweet and sour words, all UCEans i met during my UCE days, all the queens of my so called world of love and imagination which enabled me to think literally, every grain of sand & soil of UCE campus………..I really miss you all…….and I would like to pray to god to allow me 4 years of my life span in my next birth to be a student of U.C.E., Burla.

Life changed after getting in and out of UCE. Found so many friends.. so many memories and after all a new definition to the life. Life was never so colorful. We alll grow in a dream to be an engineer/doctor. I am talking about 1996 or before where engg colleges are not that much into pic or business. All the time we thrive to get into a college then life is a wild sanctuary. The world belongs to you there you meet a lovely lady UCE. All the years have their own taste. First year was not bad and the finalyear was not that enjoyable as we thought of. But after all that small place tons of friends has its own charm.
small shops, bridge stands as a monouments of the past history reminding you about `you are part of it`. We never care when we are getting or staying with someone. but we start missing in his/her absence. I miss her a lot….lot…. Sometimes want to get out of this programmed world, getting out of this infinite loop and hug her, hug the beautiful lady known as UCE….. Hats off to you.