The International Day and K-Nite!!

Last night it rained. An unusual change of weather, as the previous three days were pretty hot and humid. And suddenly a drop fell on the tip of my nose. I knew that the scene was set for a perfect rain dance. Mist was slowly engulfing the Kampus. And it was time for celebrating International Day, for the first time in Kampus. The bunch of forex students took charge of the whole event and just blew us off our feet. It was just amazing. Presentations and Videos about Europe and their culture and also about their experiences in India, filled will good humour made everyone laugh their hearts out. And then came the dinner in European style. Pastas and Tortillas prepared by our very own mess folks, with the help from the forex guys, was something to cherish. But then this was juxtaposed with an MACR project presentation class, which was about to go on till 1 AM. Oops!! So what about the party???

So after munching pastas and tortillas from multiple plates in a heavily crowded canteen, I had to go to the MACR class leaving behing the fun filled mayhem. And after multiple visits to the bathroom ( in the guise ) to evade the boredom of the longest session in K history, I was able to get out of the room by 12:30. The session ended and folks started rushing out of the academic block to the E landing where the scene was set for K-Nite, the 2nd one this year. And within no time the atmosphere became electric and people started dancing in the rain till 6 AM in the morning. Obviously time flies by when you are in K, and you never know whether its 6 AM or 6 PM. You just close your eyes and enjoy....and it was still drizzling in the morning... 

Till we meet again...

The room opposite to me remains vacant today. The constant breeze makes the door slam once in a while. And in between I see the valley through the open balcony of the opposite room. But then I hate this sight. My part of the hostel wing has practically become empty. PGP11 has said bye bye to the campus. The convocation was held on March 21st,2009. They were an awesome bunch of fellows and left an impression deep in our hearts. But then now they are gone. And the usual painful sight of bidding farewell had to be witnessed. God , I hate to bid farewell.....

But then when I think more deeply, I come to realize that the third term is getting over as well. Little did I realise all the while that I am 1 year old at K. And it has gone just like a flash. May be I am loving this place so much that amidst all the chaos created by the projects, quizzes and mid terms, I still don't realize how fast the days are going by. Probably the fastest year I have seen in a while. May be I say this when every year passes by. But then surely last academic year was special. So many new friends in life and so many new ideas in mind. And summers are approaching. April and May would be spent in some other part of the country. Another experience. And I guess the next year will go like this as well. And one day I too will have to bid farewell to this place. I do not want to think that far. It is cold outside. Let me enjoy the breeze.