Rain,Raining,Rained...Manipal II

So, the last day of the sem(actually, d day after d supposed to be d last day of d sem) had set in.The atmosphere was laden wid moisture...it cud rain ne time....and the way rains in manipal are,i knew,it wudn't stop for a while.Neways...i had other things to worry about.....and packing those things that were strewn around was d biggest of them...

It started off slowly..putting in some things into a box then thinking of taking it home.....removing it frm d box....dumping it back on d bed frm where it had been picked up just a while ago.Thats how i pack my bags....and believe me,thats one of d best ways to pass a day when u r alll alone wid all ur friends already on their way back....

Well,huffing and puffing,I sumhow managed to pack all dat stuff into d boxes....and then dump them in d hostel common rooms as well.Thats when i realised...i had completed all of it before time(for a chnge!!!)....and i had the whole of evening before me to pass....

Wid nothing else left in my room,I decided to take a stroll out....it had just stopped raining, and there was a coool evening breeze blowing.Walking slowly, thinking about all those things to be done when i reached HOME, i managed to reach KC.But sadly enuf,KC..... thats normally so vibrant and "happening", looked barren and lonely just today...there were a few Fukkas hurrying and scampering around wid thier luggage...but dat sight made me feel all d more lonely.Anyways,with a hearrt as heavy as d moisture laden winds, i sat down on the basketbal court and looked around.And there....just beyond our campus boundary wall...there stood the huge dominating mountains like another wall (enclosing dark forests within them)..looking green and majestic and luring as usual.

Suddenly, stories of there beeing a Haunted House somwhere in the midst of those forests came back to me.,Actually, I had heard a lot about a haunted house in the jungles somewhere and I being d adventurer dat i am...it was immediately decided what i was going to search for, that evening.In the meanwhile,it had begun to drizzle again....but it just wasn't enuf to dampen my spirits now.Excited,motivated,anxious and more....i moved on towards a journey that was going to stay in my memory for a lifetime....

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