its near

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end. Last theory exam is over. We have reached the end of an era. But we should try and make the most of the little time we have left. Here are a few suggestions.

One last night out at ghaat.

Play it loud. So loud that it shakes the foundation of the hostel.

Look out for "VASOOLI BHAI"...be it the mess maharaj, the newspaper hawker,the dhobi or anyone else. Run for your life at the sight of any such people.

Burn all books and notebooks, make a bonfire and dance around it like nuts (P.S. if you run out of paper, hostel furniture can be used as a substitute, and empty deo bottles can be used as crackers)




Drink. Drink whisky, drink vodka, drink scotch, drink rum, drink beer, drink wine. Drink whatever comes your way.Drink more...and more. After all college is like a fountain of knowledge - and the students are there to drink . And we must inebriate as much as possible before we leave

The tets of enjoyment is the remembrance it leaves behind.

I am really gonna miss this place.

I am gonna miss my college days.