When we first came into law school, 5 years seemed to be a tiny period compared to school - a mere 10 minutes if school was an hour. During the course of law school, through tough periods, projects, fights, sliming sessions etc etc 5 years suddenly seemed too long. We wanted to get out, get away, get somewhere. In the last trimester, with those 5 years coming to an end, it suddenly seemed like law school was too short again. Like 5 years of excellent fun just whizzed past without us even realising it; and us failing to appreciate it entirely while we were going through it.
Now at the end however, one overwhelming feeling remains - that 5 years are enough.

The theme's getting repetitive I know. Don't worry, this is the last one. Well, may be.

A cat, a cooler and a juicer

I walked down 80 feet road, Indiranagar yesterday (after being told by the bank that I was still a minor as per their records and that they did not recognise my signature for withdrawals from my account) and it was a walk down memory lane. There was Sugandha Gift Gallery where we used to buy birthday gifts (when we spent a 100 bucks on them). And Chung's Pavillion where several birthday treats were given. There was the turning into New Thippasandra (nothing new and swanky about it) and the Bakery where we used to go to eat after school. Nearly every street in Indiranagar and Airport Road itself is full of forgotten good times - Coffee Days, Karthik Sweets, Kanti Sweets, Corner Houses, Baristas, Kaati Zones, Bombay Houses, Daily Breads, Casa Picolas, Shanti Sagars - scenes from a life in Bangalore without Law School.

Yet, while I used to think that Law School had spoiled Bangalore for me in several ways (primarily because many people who came down didn't like it and told me things like 'Oh, you should definitely go to Casa Picola'. I mean, really!), I realise now that it has made Bangalore all the more real for me. Pubs, discs, out of the way hamlets, tiny teashops, street food carts, shady bars - all these are very much a part of Bangalore and but for Law School, I would have never discovered them(or discovered much later).

How can I leave a city so seeped in memories..which has defined me so completely and has left an indelible mark on me? And on which I have left my own mark? Yet, I feel no real sadness on leaving - more a sense of completion. Like I know my time here is done, and I am ok with not coming back for a while (at least till the metro construction is completed). And as I start life on my own finally, with the things mentioned in the title, I am satisfied knowing that I have got all I can from this city and can leave it knowing I can still come back to it and feel loved.

In the past one week, I have slept for a total of 10 to 12 hours. My legs and head ache. I have been drunk continuously for 5 nights, stayed up till 5 in the morning on two occassions. I have lost my voice, I don't think its ever coming back! I have sung for 8 hours straight, have danced without stopping for nearly for 6 hours till 4.30 in the morning, have driven nearly 60 kilometers in one day and have just about managed to eat one small meal a day. Right now I feel like I will never recover from the exhausted state I am in. Because this is Univ Week and it has been the best week I have ever had.