Jiggly Wiggly

Sitting in class the other day, I suddenly became very grossly aware of around fifty sets of toes peeping at each other below our seats. (ugh!!)

Calicut is a hot hot hot place, so close to the equator and the only air-conditioned places accessible to everyone on campus being the CC and the ATM(!!), except for the tricals and the mech dudes who gotta pack their pinkies two afternoons a week, most seem to prefer to have their's peeking at the world.

So in a boring boring class, when everything else in the world seemed more interesting than the fact that the world's first HVDC line was between Gotland and Sweden!, I realised everyone except me had jiggly wiggly tiny toes peeping out from the front end of their footwear. And since most people drastically lose their appetites after coming to college, after three years most toes were thin, long and sun-tanned; desperately in need of these: