Thirty-first/Thirty-second

Its 4:27 in the morning. I have been awake for the past one hour now. Desperately trying to sleep. After all, there is a 9:30 alarm on my phone which I just cannot avoid. Well, rewinding the hour that past by, I can put it down in following points-

1. Heat and a strong pang for water wake me up.
2. Reach out for my bottle. Find it empty. Curse myself for not being far-sighted while gulping down that last sip.
3. Put on my t-shirt and proceed to refill my bottle and quench my thirst. I stay in top wing and all water-coolers in my hall are in bot wings.
4. I find temperature surprisingly pleasant outdoors. Or maybe my room's relatively warmer. Decide to throw open those glass windows after 4-5 months.
5. Come back and finish that chore. Lie down to sleep but there are bloody mosquitoes all around me.
6. Try to ignore them. Can't.
7. KILLING SPREE!
8. I try to keep count. Fail miserably. 
9. Give up. Turn on my laptop.

But the past few days weren't so depressing. Except for the Institute Blues Fiasco. Which was both sad and distasteful. Patty is one person who deserves the top honors without an iota of doubt.

Coming on to the happening things. We finally had a departmental outing. Well, there was just a lukewarm response (13 out of 39) but we went forward with the plan. We had zeroed in on Barbeque Nation for a sumptuous lunch. And we traveled all the way to Lucknow for that. And boy, that was one memorable trip. I wonder why didn't we plan such outings before. And I never realized when between those boring lectures, project discussions and assignment deadlines we forged such close bonds of friendship.

Courtesy Lohia-ji and his brand new DSLR, we had some amazing snaps. Here are some that didn't find their way on Facebook:

Everyone minus Lohia

Photo-bombing 

Cheers to Y11 Economics!

After the beer was stolen

Customary 'birthday' celebrations for a free cake

Well, awesomeness didn't end with the trip. For the first time in four years Techkriti had me excited. They had managed to do the unthinkable. Every music fan in the campus had listened with envy tales of POTF (Poets of the Fall) grooving the campus sometime in late 2000s. And Techkriti brought them back to campus. And to say their performance was mind-blowing would be an understatement. I could feel the reverberations from their performance and my heart-beats syncing to their beats even hours after their concert. Thank you Techkriti team for this experience.

  

Among other things, swimming pool reopened this week. It always feels good to get back to kicking water and treading over those black lanes.