The Wonder Years

Sometimes we come across an old photograph and talk, laugh or cry for hours with friends thinking about the background of it. I ended up finding a whole bunch of photographs. And I didn’t have any friends close to me since it was 3.45 in the morning and my flatmate was sleeping and when he sleeps, everyone keeps their distance. No one wakes a sleeping tiger. Actually he is more like a greyhound but that’s not the point here really.

Two years at IIM Calcutta was the most amazing time I have spent yet. It was rigorous and yet like a holiday. I have met some of my closest friends there. I have some of my strongest memories from there. All the places, all the things, all the people are still etched very clearly in my head.

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