What I will miss...

1) random tau huey jaunts, roof climbing and corridor gossip sessions with the girls
2) midnight runs and the salty pool
3) engineering unfunny humour from profs and classmates
4) waking up at noon
5) sleeping at noon
6) Tagore quoting the Spice Girls in philo classes
7) the green hammock
8) hanging around campus in FBTs
9) drama, dance, sports, performances
10) the specific brand of camaraderie only found in halls

Of sand scrapes and twilight parasailing

It was a spontaneous decision, the kind you're always glad you made.
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The light behind is fading, the ground below is glowing and over the sea we swoop. An ungainly bird, flammable, no smoking in the air please!
At some point, instead of appreciating the glittering gem of the island or the gliding, soaring, flying, I thought "shit, all that's stopping gravity from acting is a nylon canopy overhead, a canvas harness under-ass and the strings that ligament-like keeps us attached to the boat below."
A deep breath, hard to catch in mid-air, and the calmness sought is found. Maybe now I get why Icarus could not not go higher.