Back To Bombay

The first 3 months at Aston passed by like the glimpse of an eye. It did begin to get a little restless towards the end of the term and I think I primarily owe that to the climate. We did hear about it but finally witnessed it as well. It definitely was not England finest feature, but on the bright side it did come across as amusing for most international students as it was one of those rare times when we were victims to snowfalls. Heavy snowfall, rainfall, wind and of course the extremely cold climate was something that we could not evade and walking around with nearly 5 layers of clothing came along as a package with living in England. Funny as it may sound, this was a reason strong enough to keep us away from our books and cuddled in our blankets!

On the contrary, Bombay's climate was poles apart from that of Birmingham's. The hot, sweaty claustrophobic atmosphere did have a charm of its own, but one that was a lot less appreciable than Birmingham's climate. 3 weeks in Bombay did move quickly, as most of that time was spent in reminiscing past memories with high school mates but at the same time, a burden lingered on our shoulders: the organisational behaviour essay's and of course the first semester examinations which began a day after my arrival at Aston! So it would be slightly inappropriate to say that the vacations were completely relaxing. Jokes apart, it was a good break from the regimented college life and it was indeed time to pull up our socks and open our text books. I had soaked in enough of the Bombay heat to help me withstand the Birmingham chill and finally, as expected, the day of arrival at the Heathrow airport had arrived. The next 2 weeks were going to involve rigorous late night study sessions in the library and the main building, the least possible amount of sleep and tonnes of coffee. However, what did keep us going was the fact the 2 weeks from now, it was yet again going to be party time!