The Night Stroll

11.15 pm: My hand is throbbing with pain. Today I lost a volleyball match to a far better team. I missed dinner, though the rumbling in my stomach is making me regret about that. I must have something. While leaving my room I think, nothing in the world can match the feeling of hundreds of people cheering for you…

11.25 pm: “Boss! Ek Nandini Goodlife”. Maybe I am the only one to have milk on a late Friday night in Manipal. No! I see another one! At that moment he was almost my brother. There is still half an hour when my hostel officially closes. I can have a walk. As I leave the shop I think, life would have been impossible without Student’s Point…
11.35 pm: Love. It has no limits. Manipal is no exception. I increased my pace so I did not interrupt the limitless love of a couple. And then I quickly moved to the sidewalk to avoid limitless speed. As I passed through different food junctions named after various states, I remembered home food. RUMBLE!! Do not think of that. Poha…
11.45 pm: Two huge buildings. Seperated by a road. Both under construction. One is the latest Mandavi residency and the other is a big colosseum-like girls hostel. Both will have splendid facilities and huge price. Elevators, hot water, gym, air-conditioners.The daily wage workers who built these must have thought atleast once, what have these young boys and girls done to deserve this luxury…
11.55 pm: I am crossing five words that I will never forget. The words are M,C,O,P and S. My college wears a deserted look. I asked myself the tenth time “Why is the IPC banner still there”? There are many people who do not like this place, but I am definitely not one of those. Seeing my college I am reminded of writing the article for my college magazine. I will do it tomorrow. I realized that for students the ultimate weapon to escape pressure is: Tomorrow.
12.05 pm: I am in my room. I have to sleep. I have a class at 8 am. I do not understand the logic behind 75% attendance. I can do equally well with 50%. But maybe it brings discipline and routine in one’s life. I have a short prayer. As I drift into my dreams I slightly smile. I love this place.


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