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This is a blog post which I admit gracefully should have come a long time back. But then life is kind and gives you a second chance and a third and then a fourth and so on. So no need to regret. Just wanted to write about the 3 wonderful productive(???) years I spent in Mumbai. I really miss the light moments with friends that made life so much fun, enjoyable and worth it. Though all that is gone now but still a lot of learning did, surprisingly, take place during those 3 years. I wrote the title of this post 4 months before we actually spent the last day in college. I wanted to write it there only but then you know how lazy H & HA makes you. A few lines did go through the pen and on the paper but never made it to www. But now I think is the perfect time to get over what I couldn't finish while in college.
First let me thank those who made my life worth it in college. The name list is long and requires some effort to write down. So let's just suppose people who made my life worth it in college know by themselves that they did it. Wait, don't feel so proud I am not done yet.
Of course, needless to say, I miss my friends and other accompaniments with the main dish that really made the whole menu of three years fantastic and wonderful. The whole menu wasn't likeable but then that's the advantage of being in a buffet, You choose and take what you want and leave undesirable dishes untouched or just taste it a little. But I must say, I never disliked a dish for too long and thoroughly enjoyed the whole buffet. Sounds political but believe me it's not (read the title of the blog if you know what I mean). Too much about the students, now let's see what we had in store for us once we got ourselves into HAHA.
A spitting cobra in the first year kitchen(and God help those who suffer from amnesia and can't recollect the first year). A philosopher and politically incorrect Life's Tough preacher (and by the way he is retiring this december). A political sufferer in the F & B and don't ask me why I think political sufferer. A history teacher come Housekeping preacher ( if you forgot the ceaseless notes you made). Nutrition, well some people are good but that doesn't mean they have a great dressing sense and she could have done with a little more grooming. The Communication lessons were more revealing than worth reading as we got a daily glimpse of scenes from the movie (i love you teacher aka I love you even more.... student). The best for the last, Mr. Hotel Engineer, out of the world, and definitely the most comical character we would ever see. He really was an epitome of student welfare. I mean, name one person who never slept in his class. Of course, the only person who ever was scared with this guy was the lone rat that once entered the classroom. The best part was to see the kind of hegemony that these teachers enjoyed over their students.
More to come...........-Sunny Gusain
