I carry memories of a bygone era as I prepare to go home for the second time this year. Of times spent playing cricket from dawn to dusk, of classes bunked and spent lazing under the sun by the fisheries, of standard XI and XII when I discovered my love of books and promptly finished a whole library and of nights spent reading when we should have been studying.
But this is not a time to look back. This is a time to look ahead into the future with anticipation. This is the time to celebrate love, friends and a new beginning.
Congratulations to Capt. Pandey
Here's to a sweetheart, a bottle, and a friend
The first beautiful, the second full, the last ever faithful