The latter part of 2010 was really hard on me. As aforesaid in ‘Beginnings’ (dated 11/11/2010), I was forced to stay alone, in a town I hated, and depression and frustration were the only two people who visited me after college. Life was pathetic, and not a single day passed when I did not regret my decision of coming to Poona. An innocent suggestion by my mother planted an idea in my mind – if I had to be lonely anyway, why not live alone in a “happening” area at least? I had a bike, and honestly, the weekends in Bibwewadi were as happening as a silent movie for a four year old. I decided to get a single room for me in a supposedly “amazing” area called Prabhat Road. The semester ended on a bad note, with me coming back to my flat in Bibwewadi after writing a hopeless paper, and spending the rest of the evening packing bags while my batchmates were busy partying, celebrating the end of a semester.