Ah, what to say about first-year engineering drawing? For my classmates from CBSE with good maths, it was a breeze of orthographic projections. But for me, sitting there with my farmer's calloused hands, the workshop practice felt more familiar—I understood the precision in shaping metal, like grafting a cashew branch. My real 'engineering' was rigging a drip line for those two coconut trees with some old hose pipe, a victory my mother still talks about. So, from my life, the theory felt distant, but the making of things? That, I understood.
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