All Too Random..

-Ushnota Paul

The pig had been creating havoc in the country, and the condition of our good old Pune was the worst.  After a lot of speculation, pleading by the PG batch, and sleepless nights, UKC Sir announced one fine evening about the 8 “Non-Instructional Days” (mind my words). I gaped blankly like a frog for two whole seconds, inhaling heavily through my green-swine-flu-protection-mask, and then broke into a jig! The Computer Lab turned into the most sought after place in college and ‘Make my Trip” minted large amounts of money as students made plans to rush back home.

It was all too random. My father asked me to go to Hyderabad and stay with my cousins, which I did not want to do. So I ditched my Hyderabadi peers at the last minute. As they bade me goodbye, I still did not know what to do.

It was a beautiful evening. Unpacked luggage remained scattered on the floor of my empty hostel room. As we sat beside the poolside watching people go, my friend and I were still unsure of what to do.

“Why don’t we go to Bombay tonight?”, I said, randomly.

What ensued was taking the last bus from campus to the city, missing the Volvo and finally travelling all night in a Safari with six-seven odd mask-clad-men, getting cramped to death. It was all too random.

After a day in Bombay (shut indoors, sadly), I took a flight to my hometown. Good Old Calcutta. Once back all I did was laze, eat non-veg, laze, surf the internet, check mails, listen to songs, laze, watch movies, laze, miss campus, sleep, whine, laze.. and yes  I am still lazing even while writing this article! I just got news of the extension of holidays and all I can think of doing is…

Your guess is as good as mine!