i will always remember, cherish and miss
those wonderful years in school (trying to (!) get my master's degree)

the times when we wud sleep all morning and stay up all night in preparation for the exam the next morning

times when most of us had cooking turns and had no idea how to cook...S's aloo roast(burnt), A's deelish southi food, K's amazing pulusu, my several attempts at trying to inject a little variety into our limited cuisine..limited by the fact that we lived in a god-forsaken town with no indian grocery store...i still shudder when i come across lima beans

times when we were so homesick we wud watch any movie as long as it was desi

times when the apartment complex was like one huge apartment, when no doors were locked, nobody really owned anything and everything belonged to everybody (except thankfully underwear)

times when the internet was down because of scheduled network maintenance, life came a standstill (i kid you not!)

times when "friends" = tv show didn't really register

times when all festivals were celebrated by everybody and dinner was a mega feast

times when snowfights were like a all night affair, what with so many people involved

times when homesickness was inherently treatable with plenty of warm hugs and warm words

times when a night out meant a night at the lab (which was pretty much every night)

times of endless dumb charades all weekend, till our reportoire of movie names, books and everything else was all but exhausted

times when we wondered "why did i ever leave my country" and "what the fuck am i doing here?"

times that tested for true friendships and left us with forever friends

times that are now past and cherished and missed ...so much

current song King of My Castle by Wamdue Project