Twas the Night Before the Exam

There is something special about those nights just before the exams. The campus roads lie deserted for the most part, until you chance upon a group of haggard looking individuals taking crash courses from some stud or the other. But that isn't what I find the most striking about these nights. It is the sudden spurt of activities one would normally never do which is worth mentioning!

Dinners last for longer than usual, dieters are glimpsed with large cadbury bars in their pockets, drinkers look unusually sober, fighting roommates bond with great affection, in the hostel long profound conversations are held on the stairs, each one staying on for just five minutes more......holidays unlikely to happen are planned in great detail, careers and internships become far more important things to talk and think about than xeroxed class notes..........campus feels strangely more alive, more interactive, and far more conducive for making memories.

And then of course, there's the campus ghost, suddenly awakening to his dreadful lack of activity.....and that's when computers crash, and black-out's occur, so that Economic books are read by torchlight.

I feel so nostalgic, and could type forever....but then, it is just before the exams....