Kgp, missing you so much ❤️
Aaj bohot yaad aa raha yeh yaar !!!
Leaving kgp felt like carrying an entire chapter of life in a suitcase that could never fit all the memories. No matter how shit the mess food tasted, how bad the city life was, how stressed the academic life was there and even how the campus community survived through all that suicidal struggles, the exposure, the comfort and the support that I got, now everything lives in only memories.
Always being in a hurry to class, all those sudden tests, moving to tapri straight from nalanda, late night parties, going early to fests to see that favourite artist, randomly ordering foods to skip the shittiest mess foods or moving to that favourite night canteens, sitting infront of the main building at night, late night games, fabulous hall days & illu days - ab chahe jahan bhi rahlo aur jitna bhi paisa kama lo, ye din to kabhi waps nahi aane wala
(To all my fellow kgpians who have graduated this year)