43 days to go…

The good part of leaving IIML is that all around you, you see people getting warmer and friendlier towards the place. There is less littering, less cribbing, and generally more warmth in the air. For instance, the insti-party last night. It was the first party by the new students’ Council, which was sworn in during the course of the last week. They did a reasonably good job of arranging a party, but PCom CV submission extended to 2AM ensured that the party was never really going to get going.

For a large part, the party was empty. Of course, the drinks were flowing, and a lot of people decided to take full advantage of that. The lack of crowd at the party was compensated by the high spirits (pun un-intended) of the people present. The crowd was boisterous, sentimental and a lot of fun! We had to close down at one thirty, but by then, it was very clear to me that the next one month was going to be one large burst of adrenalin, just like the party had been.

The poster in the mess now says, “Don’t be senti, we are the PGP20”