The 3rd week of March was in and as usual I was on my way to college. I walked by the narrow-lanes past home, pre-occupied with thoughts of what kicks lies in store for me. As I wondered about my professor chewing me up for not completing the assigned work, my cloud ideas were soon blown away and all that was left were drops of water all over my face. A water balloon had struck me and that too on my head. I was a victim of pre-Holi celebrations. That was the first time I had been wet for the second time within a span of 30 minutes (the first being the morning holy shower). In milliseconds, anger had built up over my face as I looked up to find out who were the aimers. I could see 2-3 kids laughing heartily at the third level of a nearby…
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