'Aise naino ki baaton mei koi kyu na aaye?' Xia Oberoi and Aryan Chawla. Law students. Intellectuals. Witty. Bold. And smart. Both like made up of the same paper but put into different colours, completely opposite colours. What happens when two "I am smarter than you" people meet and try to prove they're better than each other but still wanting the other to beg? •••••••• "I've made it" I whisper to myself proudly. Looking at the building which was my dream a few months ago, I cannot fanthom the happiness I have in me. And what makes it better? My best friend joining me in this journey. From "mom's not allowing for a sleepover" to living under one roof for five whole years, we've come a long way. "Holy fuck-" Alana whispers and I look towards what she's referring to. Holy fuck indeed. •••••••• (POV change) Another day, Another drama. I sigh while passing the crowd of people shouting over their lungs. I'd probably run inside the circle but I'm too busy for this shit, plus I have to give this report by today, I think while walking towards the admin block. Getting inside I see number of people and get reminded that this week the freshers are gonna join too. I chuckle, remembering my first year of law school. While I'm waiting for the receptionist to tell me whether Mr. Pradeep Singh (advocate) is free or not, I let my eyes run through the crowd. And they land on one particular person. "Wow" I exhale. ••••••