Some incidents kindle the nostalgic fever of my college days.
Midnight outings in forlorn night make the impassive faces turn euphoric. The night life at dhaba allure to dement and follow the conversant paths. The facade of dhaba decorated with spasmodic twinkling light of tiny bulbs add zeal to tired mind , after a long studies and perfunctory lab assignments.
The tempo of Bhojpuri music generate a rabidity and provincial lyrics gives a pseudo polyglot intuitive feeling. The cornice of pillars and crevice walls give a feel of equitable luxury best displayed by khalsa dhaba. The dinner request mixed with engineering jargon MD, ED, IST, TOM welter the recipes list. The rustic waiter with apathy look jolt down the dishes that match his memory list.
Fragrance of condiments spread over the spicy preparations and the savory chicken fill our belly before putting a piece in mouth. Raising toasts for the group being non-committed to anyone was like a chocolate over a vanilla ice cream, being happy with no reason.
The return journey on bicycle with pissing intermission paint a memorable picture of college hibernal nights . Invading the pervasive environment with scurrilous chat gives a reason to canine woofing. The junket end with melody of amorous music leading to sopor.
