Kamla Nehru Group of Institutions, Faridipur Campus Sultanpur U.P. India 228118

College is good .study is main moto of this college .practical labs are also in good conditions .But study delivery person means faculty is not better than other colleges.

One of The Most College of Pharmacy Sultanpur Faridipur.

Kni fareedipur is progressing over the years and soon be the best college as its sub branch KNIT. Hope so as the teachers are giving their best on their respective subjects.

Currently on of the best Institute of Sultanpur with very good Faculties and it's support to students

Cultural programme- village survey
by group7( Education faicalty )....!!

Best college in Sultanpur, beautiful campus and best faculty.

I am studying in this college.Doing B.tech in mechanical engineering.

College Application Essay Examples
I had never broken into a car before.
We were in Laredo, having just finished our first day at a Habitat for Humanity work site. The Hotchkiss
volunteers had already left, off to enjoy some Texas BBQ, leaving me behind with the college kids to
clean up. Not until we were stranded did we realize we were locked out of the van.
Someone picked a coat hanger out of the dumpster, handed it to me, and took a few steps back.
"Can you do that thing with a coat hanger to unlock it?"
"Why me?" I thought.
More out of amusement than optimism, I gave it a try. I slid the hanger into the window's seal like I'd
seen on crime shows, and spent a few minutes jiggling the apparatus around the inside of the frame.
Suddenly, two things simultaneously clicked. One was the lock on the door. (I actually succeeded in
springing it.) The other was the realization that I'd been in this type of situation before. In fact, I'd been
born into this type of situation.
My upbringing has numbed me to unpredictability and chaos. With a family of seven, my home was
loud, messy, and spottily supervised. My siblings arguing, the dog barking, the phone ringing—all meant
my house was functioning normally. My Dad, a retired Navy pilot, was away half the time. When he was
home, he had a parenting style something like a drill sergeant. At the age of nine, I learned how to clear
burning oil from the surface of water. My Dad considered this a critical life skill—you know, in case my
aircraft carrier should ever get torpedoed. "The water's on fire! Clear a hole!" he shouted, tossing me in
the lake without warning. While I'm still unconvinced about that particular lesson's practicality, my Dad's
overarching message is unequivocally true: much of life is unexpected, and you have to deal with the
twists and turns.
Living in my family, days rarely unfolded as planned. A bit overlooked, a little pushed around, I learned
to roll with reality, negotiate a quick deal, and give the improbable a try. I don't sweat the small stuff,
and I definitely don't expect perfect fairness. So what if our dining room table only has six chairs for
seven people? Someone learns the importance of punctuality every night.
But more than punctuality and a special affinity for musical chairs, my family life has taught me to thrive
in situations over which I have no power. Growing up, I never controlled my older siblings, but I learned
how to thwart their attempts to control me. I forged alliances, and realigned them as necessary.
Sometimes, I was the poor, defenseless little brother; sometimes I was the omniscient elder. Different
things to different people, as the situation demanded. I learned to adapt.

Back then, these techniques were merely reactions undertaken to ensure my survival. But one day this
fall, Dr. Hicks, our Head of School, asked me a question that he hoped all seniors would reflect on
throughout the year: "How can I participate in a thing I do not govern, in the company of people I did
not choose?"
The question caught me off guard, much like the question posed to me in Laredo. Then, I realized I knew
the answer. I knew why the coat hanger had been handed to me.
Growing up as the middle child in my family, I was a vital participant in a thing I did not govern, in the
company of people I did not choose. It's family. It's society. And often, it's chaos. You participate by
letting go of the small stuff, not expecting order and perfection, and facing the unexpected with
confidence, optimism, and preparedness. My family experience taught me to face a serendipitous world with confidence.