Wanna go back to the comforts of my hostel room which didn’t have anything to lavish on except a bed to lie upon. Wanna go back into those gates of my Alma mater which had every thing a young heart like that of mine could ever dream about: friends, Nescafe and wind-t. Wanna go back to those labs where perhaps we didn’t learn anything (academically) but we learnt a lot of the hearts of our pals while talking away to glory around that boiling liquid over a gas stove. We had some best of the jokes of life while sipping coffee in those self acclaimed breaks during labs. Finally, wanna go back to those class rooms where proxy used to be the highest point of an otherwise boring class. Wanna go back to those reading rooms, ex-halls & csc. Wanna go back to that sasi, that juice corner and yes – that mess. I just want another chance and this time I wouldn’t grow up..
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