The Ghost in Royal Institute of Management
These days have been hectic with assignments like never before in my life. Had I done work like this in High School, I would have been doctor or somebody even greater in life. Candle of my energy has burnt out. For last one week, I have been sleeping late and waking up early though it isn’t my style. Fatigue and depression have seized my body and mind. Yesterday, I had stayed late working on one of the never ending assignments. My brain was overworked, eyesight became fuzzy, energy has been burned down but assignment got nowhere near completion. As famously called ‘realization walk’ in the institute, I decided to for solitary realization work. With faded pants and smelly shirt on, I stepped out of the hostel. The air outside smelled the summer. The wind passing through the atmosphere gave me refreshing pleasure only night could offer to lonely soul. The sky was deprived of its starry jewels but I didn’t care. I was not poet trying to seek inspiration from nature. I was just