It’s the month of May 2010. Right infront of my room there is a mango tree with mangoes hanging on it. Seeing them I feel a sense of partial brotherhood. That’s because the Mumbai summer sun is ripening both of us equally bad. But then it’s a partial experience for they don’t need to write journals or prepare for exams to be ripened into an engineer.
Within a couple of months this sojourn of four years will cease to have an existence and will be forever locked away in our collective memory as a beautiful experience of stupid fights, meaningless sorrows, deep realizations, free fun, weighing disappointments, jealousy on friends, well deserved achievements etc etc. The last two words because there is no end to experiences in engineering.
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