Vansh Chaudhary Writes

 It was a humid day in July in New Delhi, India. It was around 3 p.m. that it started raining which was a respite from the scorching sun of the afternoon. I wished to sit in the balcony of my PG and have some chai-biscuit but I had no time to appreciate the rain. I was running late. I had my coaching at 4 p.m. and I had not yet taken bath. It isn't like taking bath was necessary but I could not go with my messy hair with Riya recently passing smiles at me. I quickly took a bath, packed my bag, and checked my phone for the time. It was 3:15. Also I saw a text from my friend, Darshan, that he had already left for the coaching. It was our legal studies class and a new teacher was going to take up the topic of constitutional laws.     The little rain did no good to the weather. Although the sun had gone, the weather had become incorrigibly humid. I was quite late and so I had to walk briskly to the metro station. The long queue at the metro station was an add-on to my de...

Studying in an extravagant coaching center in Connaught Place, Delhi may not have been very beneficial in giving desired output in my competitive examination but it proved to be an overall different and fun experience. I am someone who likes to observe things and traveling from a low-budget Pg in Laxmi Nagar to the posh business and tourist area every day gave me the chance to observe. Observation is not a one-day thing, but you do it over a period of time and it is when you notice stark differences in the character and habits of people from different backgrounds.  It was our first day of coaching and the first-day anxiety prevails. The shyness, sitting quietly and just observing faces, ice-breaking with your first bench mate, and the overly boosting first-day enthusiasm to emerge the brightest among all. The classroom setup was different from what I expected it to be. Taking admission in Delhi, I expected the coaching to be thronged with Delhites but apparently, it was the UP and ...