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Today is my first day of college in this new year, 2026. 

Classes began a week back, but I couldn’t go as my health didn’t let me. So today felt new again. The little girl in me woke up for a moment lazy, tired, hesitant, yet excited to go to college.

No matter how your mood is, the moment you step into the MCC campus, all that just vanishes. The sounds of birds and leaves fluttering around give us a warm hug. The musty smell and the chilliness that are very exclusive to MCC alone just beautifully carry you to the classroom, as they did to me.

Then I got to see my friends after almost a month. That feeling though we don’t really express it very explicitly, those minute sparks in each of our eyes spilled everything, mixed with our signature mokka jokes and unapologetic laughs 😁—that is us, and the absence was heavy.

About the classes—my notebook missed me, and today I gave it notes and small, small complimentary drawings.

Though the last hour wasn’t there, I insisted on spending some time with my friends, to forget the illness and to remember the happiness around.

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