That unfathomable feeling of not having left the campus, despite having been at home for over two months, is finally beginning to dissolve. Very similar to the first time I came to Pilani, I have fresh memories of the summer holidays: full of laughter and laziness.
I was totally enervated even before I began this final voyage but was mentally invigorated by three numbing images.
Perhaps it has to do with the fact that life seems more vegetated here yet full of joie de vivre; more stoic yet poignant; more nostalgic and yet home-like. Maybe its just that I enjoy the feeling that I belong here unlike the transitoriness at home.
Somewhere I belong.
I was totally enervated even before I began this final voyage but was mentally invigorated by three numbing images.
- Looking at the clock on the platform through the Airport Express metros: slick and secreting the suaveness hormone.
- Clouds chasing each other in the burning sky, behind the unaware tree silhouettes as I listened to One Republic: 'I loved you with a fire red now it's turning blue'
- And a purge of emotions as the stone revealed 'PILANI 21' in the lightning: beautiful rain.
Perhaps it has to do with the fact that life seems more vegetated here yet full of joie de vivre; more stoic yet poignant; more nostalgic and yet home-like. Maybe its just that I enjoy the feeling that I belong here unlike the transitoriness at home.
Somewhere I belong.
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