A day in the life of LIFE

As I type this blog, I have two opened sachets of tomato ketchup lying next to my laptop, remnants of some paratha, reams of paper and a lot of treasures that lay beneath this mountain of richness.

I am clearing the room of C-12 of Dorm C at IIM to shift to the seniors' hostel to make way for the juniors. I type this post with some nostalgia about leaving my home for the past year and transitioning into better but unfamiliar territory.

All that glitters is not "home" and so is the fact that you may have Jaguar fittings, handshowers and attached baths with geysers, yet the row of rooms in the old hostel had their own charm.

Am moving to the good life but there are also memories to be treasured....

Some great batchmates who are now friends for life, is what Dorm C gave me the most - and am thankful for that. Even as I tear down a poster on the wall which says " Success doesn't come to you, you got to go to it", I am reminded of the crazy nightouts at a strech, the midnight coffee shop, the case study discussions, the frenzied academic rigour of the 1st year - all behind me...

And as we gear up to welcome the juniors, I leave behind an untold legacy in place I call my second home - " C-12 Miss Ya!"....

Party in the new hostel in 20 minutes: gotta rush....