I may return to IIM Lucknow for one last time sometime in June. I have had great realtionships in Hell. The trees, the rain, the roads, the setting sun, the basketball court (where I never visited in the public eye) and, yes, the Lamp posts! All of my faithful buddies. Not that I dint have any real realtionships, but real relationships seldom result in poetry!
My good bye to these companions has turned to be a rather abrupt one. However, I wish to associate some romanticism with landmarks and paraphernalia from HELL, when I return to it for bidding a final adieu.
Thanks for everything.