“As the terms passed by, I was taken out of the shed less and less often. At first, my owner began to walk to class, then to Gurunath and then, horror of horrors, began to take the bus!”
“While we take food from rooms, shops and from those who flaunt it on the roads, the trees remain my favourite source for food and space for dining. Peaceful, spacious and far from the reach of those bespectacled creatures, joy lies in munching on leaves and washing it down with Kaapi Nirvana.”
“It is coming back to the room and deciding to lay down for an hour and waking up to find you were transported to a world which is a four full hours ahead. It is your ears refusing to let the lectures penetrate deep enough to reach your brain. It is the long purposeless wandering of your feet on the insti roads at night, past sleeping dogs, past lone cycles, feeling your soul floating in the night sky sometimes with a moon — even a supermoon — for company. It is sitting down to study only to see your hand move against your will like Pettigrew’s towards your phone to check: what are the several cats doing on Facebook now, how many likes does Emma Watson have on her page…Wait, I think I should be studying. Woah, so many Whatsapp messages. What is the PQR Hostel group up to now? When did XYZ change their dp? She looks nice. Why am I even online? Why am I even alive? Let me Google ‘most powerful motivational sites’… I am killing it now, here goes….Hey, what’s up da?. Me, I am studying…. Shut the phone…..let’s get some tea. Ramu? I should be back as soon as possible and study. How about the library? Is it too cold? Actually too far. I will sit he- why is the room so messy! No wonder I am not studying much. Let me rearrange things. “
Insti life is bound to give you some good, bad and at times disturbing habits. Some of these stay with us even when we get home for vacations. Here’s a list of 10 good and bad habits that most of us carry over to beyond the gates of insti.