LLB and here is an LLB student's story :)

It's been five years people, when I left home for enchanting Bangalore. The intention was, of course, studies. Well that's what I advertised at home any ways! Mission accomplished! Land in Bangalore.


A Strange place and stranger people! Before I knew it I was advertising myself as Stranger-Than-Em'- All just to be a part of the crowd. And what a crowd it was! Today I can proudly say I am stranger than any one of them. Today I call my self BANGALOREAN.


Looking back at my college years, I remember climbing the very steep, the very wide and very 4 flights of stairs to reach my class room. Tired and exhausted you enter class with a singular though that "I am so tired I have to get back home and rest" the thought of climbing down terrified me so I stayed back. Eventually I decided not to climb anymore: to my surprise there were lots of students who had decided not to climb the stairs anymore long before me. So my classes shifted to a near by canteen. As we moved through the years our class room changed from the old canteens, to pubs, to disco, to trekking and such. The best think was that you didn't have to keep regular hours. Cool, rite?  To cut a long story short, these strange people strangely made much more sense to me than anything ever could and ever will.


As a token of my respect to my professors (who felt neglected in the process) I wrote my exams. They misjudged me for a bad, irregular student. I wasn't a bad student at all! When I explained the stair situation they eventually understood my point and let me write my exams. For this I am deeply indebted! I will never forget it. And hey, did I mention I passed. Yeah, I did that too!


Coming back to the strangers! I will miss you for ever and ever more. Recently I looked up a word called nostalgia and it explained the very way I am feeling now. If it wouldn't have been for that word (nostalgia) this write-up would have been so long that you would spend so much time reading it eventually feeling very nostalgic about "not reading". For people who still don't know the meaning of nostalgia I beg you to look it up!


Now I am on the threshold of my new life, a new episode. So they tell me (reminder: look up threshold) but I am sure that I will never be in a stranger place than Bangalore and meet any people stranger than you guys. Your love made me what I am; your strangeness will make me what I want to be.


We'll meet again, one day… until then.

Adios amigos


Your beloved and very nostalgic stranger


Reem

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