So, I walk towards the main gate. I could hear voices calling out to me "su nioj....su nioj...".My forearm felt rough as I wiped the salt off my forehead.The voices were getting closer "su nioj...su nioj..".Was it the lack of sleep?or was it that I was just tired from all the walking/running in the sun?My head tilted to my left.Come on, I told myself ,you're almost there!.It was an empty road,and a quiet one, but that didn't matter.Because all I could hear was "su nioj..su nioj..".It was quite a lazy day for the wind at 9:30 AM,and for the first time,I thought I was pampered by the weather in Kharagpur.Clearly I had forgotten what humidity levels of over 80% feel like.But,as I swam further,I could only think about the voices "su nioj..su nioj..".We finally made our way to the security guard and he said something which,I swear,sounded something like "WELCOME BACK!"...
So,as I dragged myself around the hull, in search of some atmospheric momentum, the words of a few people rang in my head.Actually, a lot of words by a lot of people/bands rang in my head. Maybe they would have made some sense had I paid more attention.This has got to be the weirdest way karma got back at anybody.I mean,as a kid, I loved the books where really screwy things happened to the people and would laugh at the tragic-comic narration, but this is ridiculous.I felt like the protagonist in the first chapter of some book in the Goosebumps series,which is one reason I really didn't want to think about the end.Karma is, really, a bitch,and I'm pretty sure she's blond.
But the way the people behaved in there was what struck me the most. When I meet someone new, there is one question I do not like to hear- "Where do you study?". Then my face turns uncomfortable as try to anticipate their reaction when I say "IIT Kharagpur".And in the middle of their wooow I stretch one side of my mouth into a smile, squint just a little bit and nod once..and,of course, think of something to change the topic.But I waited for his reaction this time. His face lit up. The way my face would have, had a VIP (or a really hot girl) asked me to show him around the campus. Most people were really friendly which made me feel real guilty for all the things I thought about that place. Its not the people's fault the weather is so unforgiving. The place may be horrible. They know its horrible, but it is, what a lot of people depend on, for a living. I know that India is not the best country in the world. But I won't take shit from an arrogant someone coming from a 'better' country. It was no use turning into one of the hypercritical people I easily judge. And then,the rest of the day suddenly didn't seem so bad!..
..till I had to walk for a long time in the hot sun again, later that day. My God,I hate this place!
So,as I dragged myself around the hull, in search of some atmospheric momentum, the words of a few people rang in my head.Actually, a lot of words by a lot of people/bands rang in my head. Maybe they would have made some sense had I paid more attention.This has got to be the weirdest way karma got back at anybody.I mean,as a kid, I loved the books where really screwy things happened to the people and would laugh at the tragic-comic narration, but this is ridiculous.I felt like the protagonist in the first chapter of some book in the Goosebumps series,which is one reason I really didn't want to think about the end.Karma is, really, a bitch,and I'm pretty sure she's blond.
But the way the people behaved in there was what struck me the most. When I meet someone new, there is one question I do not like to hear- "Where do you study?". Then my face turns uncomfortable as try to anticipate their reaction when I say "IIT Kharagpur".And in the middle of their wooow I stretch one side of my mouth into a smile, squint just a little bit and nod once..and,of course, think of something to change the topic.But I waited for his reaction this time. His face lit up. The way my face would have, had a VIP (or a really hot girl) asked me to show him around the campus. Most people were really friendly which made me feel real guilty for all the things I thought about that place. Its not the people's fault the weather is so unforgiving. The place may be horrible. They know its horrible, but it is, what a lot of people depend on, for a living. I know that India is not the best country in the world. But I won't take shit from an arrogant someone coming from a 'better' country. It was no use turning into one of the hypercritical people I easily judge. And then,the rest of the day suddenly didn't seem so bad!..
..till I had to walk for a long time in the hot sun again, later that day. My God,I hate this place!
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