Visiting the campus was like reliving the good old days of my own campus life. It was like as if an alternate universe existed just away from the hustle and bustle of city life.
I am glad I have lived a life like this once upon a time.
Congregations outside the library or canteens or outside classes.
Walking up from hostel to class and back. As MBAs we were the priviledged lot of being allowed entry into the boys hostel which was a matter of great annoyance to girls of other streams. Not that we utilized that priviledge at all. I mean why would we want to visit the boys messy hostel? And look at the gamchas and chuddies drying outside?
It would have been an overdose of their company after spending class hours with them.
But that didnt deter us from throwing this fact into the other girls faces and watch them go green.
Sigh!
What is your campus memories?
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1 comment:
What can I say ditto ditto
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