MANIPAL - a Treasure Trove of Weather
As the comfortable Volvo halted at the KMC gates, with a jerk, it was time to start a new chapter in life, MANIPAL! The morning did not see the consoling rays of the beautiful Sun that sets in the lost edges of the End Point. Thus, on a misty Thursday morning, as a flu-attacked girl, this journey in a whole new world had started. Manipal had given the coolest warm welcome with the intermittent bursts of drizzle, a signature of the place for six months of the year! Lost as it felt, for the first few months, like the aimlessly wandering clouds in the evening sky, confused whether to pour down or control her emotions, Manipal had rightfully taught, how to stay put. I could feel the dampness of each morning, at the corner of my eyes, missing the gentle motherly touch. Usually Sun used to show up late, especially during those 8 o’clock classes. The lush greenery around used to carefully hold the sparkling dewdrops from the darkness of the night and offer a canvas for the m...