ED Sheet 5

teasing the curtains. It’s a good day. The smell of waffles wafts through the air and you hear light laughter in the kitchen. Next door, the dog is barking on the porch and you find yourself slow dancing with someone to your friend’s horribly off-key singing. Pancakes and omelettes, forgotten amidst the ruckus, are burning on the stove as you unsuccessfully try to sidestep the remnants of a mine which exploded overnight. A brand new carpet of confetti, chips, and empty bottles now embellishes the floor. It’s messy, it’s chaotic, but it’s good. Life’s good.

Later in the garden, you are armed with a lemonade in one hand and a book in another. You put on your sunglasses, lay your head in someone’s lap, and pray you don’t get hit by the football. After nursing a hangover and cleaning up the mess from last night, you’re one step away from heading into hibernation. The setting rays of the sun colour the sky a gentle pink. It’s twilight. In a distance, arguments break out over the barbecue set up for dinner, but you are unbothered, dozing off to the rumble of a voice reading to you and a hand softly stroking your hair.

Looking back, there are so many moments like these that add up to make college life such an incredible experience — the moments we so fondly look back on and reminisce over. And it is these little and big things that make us appreciate it all a little more. So, as we sign off on another year, I’d like to remind you to cherish all the silly, ridiculous, yet wonderful memories you made with your people and the struggles you overcame by sticking together (both offline and online). Because even though things didn’t go as planned, at least we have these things to laugh about during a trip down memory lane.

Written By:

Aneesha Sengupta

Illustrated By:

Mukul Raj Mishra

“I try to remain perfectly inconspicuous in a crowd of drawn, dragged faces along the corridor towards the lab.”

Walking up the last flight of stairs, I think to myself: I hope he doesn’t notice.

It’s 14:00, i.e., time for the energysapping, brain-hammering ED lab session. Sheet No. 5 is due today. Every week, I feel pride in showcasing my masterpiece of a HW sheet, but today is different — I’ve just heedlessly traced Figure-4 from the sample drawing sent to us through our class WhatsApp group. The reason behind this delinquency? Excessive bingewatching of Suits with my roomie for 7 days straight. The show is really good. You must watch it if you haven’t.

Anyway, the sinking feeling of Figure-4 being incorrect is doing me in. Secretly dejected that my record of a 9.5/10 on every HW sheet so far is inevitably about to be broken, I try to remain perfectly inconspicuous in a crowd of drawn, dragged faces along the corridor towards the lab. I pull out my phone, the very phone I watched the series on, the phone that is causing my downfall, and turn on DND mode. I then proceed to find my seat