7th Januaray, 2012

The sixth semester for her had just begun and so had the sports practices for the inter deemed university sports association (IDUSA) for the season. Being the sports joint secretary, she had responsibilities of making her badminton team excel this year and not just be satisfied with the runner’s up trophy like the previous one.

She was busy with the trials of a few shortlisted candidates for the girls section as within no time she had to finalise her team of four. Kshitij-the sports secretary of the college on the other hand was busy with the boys section for the same.

She winds up with the practices, rushes out of the sports complex for the girl’s hostel to just make in time. The timings of the girl’s hostel had been restricted to 8pm by the warden in charge and no girl was allowed to be seen out in the campus premises after that.

Being back from the badminton practices, she steps into her room, unties her shoe laces and throws them in a corner of the room and hops onto her bed.

Making herself feel comfortable and cozy underneath the blanket, she reaches for her laptop kept on the nearby study table. She logs into the facebook and signs into her gmail account and scrolls down through few mails hoping for a reply regarding the confirmation of her summer internship/training from few of the renowned institutes like IISc Bangalore and few IIT’s into which she had applied but to her grief there were none.

Suddenly, she hears a message pop up in facebook (ding…). It was a message from Kshitij.

Kshitij- There ??

Esha- Yeah!

Kshitij- So, have you finalised the other three girls who would join you to complete the girls team ?

Esha- Sort of..one is finalised but am confused between the two.

Kshitij- Any sort of help you need, do let me know. The list has to be forwarded to the higher authorities for their approval by 5pm tomorrow. You just have a few more hours to rethink and finalise it.

Esha- Yeah! I know..Uummm…Well, can we meet at the coffee house tomorrow at 1pm, only if you don’t have classes and are free.Thought of discussing about the same with you.

Kshitij- Ohk..See you tomorrow then. Good night!

Esha- Gdn. 🙂

She then gets back to work of sending a few more mails regarding her internship.

The next morning she gets up and makes a to-do-list for the day and rushes to her department for attending the lecture of electrical machines. It was a subject she found it most boring and hence most difficult. Difficult, because she could never solve the problems of it correctly and hence was also in the eyes of the professor teaching the same. She knew it at the back of her head, that these 50mins. of the class were not going to be easy for her. Trying to focus on the topic being taught, she managed escaping the yelling’s of the Prof. by answering his question correctly for a change. It made her realize that she too could fare well in the subject if she tried looking at it from a different angle.

Time flew by with every next lecture and soon she found herself seated by the window side table at the ICH (Indian Coffee House) waiting for Kshitij.

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