Being Ambrose
I went back to the college. I thought I’d feel a little nostalgic, that I would have this movie playing in my head remembering friends in the dreamy hazy way they show in movies. It didn’t happen. The kinship was never there. I went back to judge a moot court competition. I remembered how KT and I were always placed in a court hall with the toughest judges or the meanest ones. How people always hated us for winning. The little taunts from seniors, the seniors promising to help us with research and at the last minute ditching us to join the competition themselves. The over confident teams who swore to take our breaths away. The magic pencil. The Sean Kingston dampener. The diary. The star wars swords! And the very very very powerful 4 am call saying, “May the force be with you”. Axis point and the photograph that proved lucky every time. The pig faced charm with the awesome dimple. The fake fight that KT and I always had because I was worried about buri nazar ! All my memories abo