A Year I Didn’t Think I’d Survive
Exactly a year ago, today I took my first step into the classroom. Like always I was a little too early and there were barely any people around. Looking for my class, I stumbled into a staff room and foolishly asked where the Department of Criminology was, foolishly, not because I was the guy who came in 19 days late but because I asked that question in the Department of Criminology. Little did I know that the friendly professor who patiently asked me a few questions and figured out which class I was supposed to go to would be the Head of the Department. Interestingly, I had chosen an outfit completely out of place - I wore a shirt on top of which I decided to put a sweater vest. Very, I mean very out of place given the Chennai heat at that point in time. This led to me being called the "sweater guy" for a while, and fortunately or unfortunately, I still am the sweater guy but I ofcourse don't put sweaters now. After coming back home I was certain of one thing - I would n...