Having felt the beginning twinges of nostalgia, I'm loth to let go. So this week, I plan to devote Colours to an outpouring of sentiment, memories of my five years here in IIT, that as I scan the archives, I notice I've written precious little about.
So I'm set to embark upon this entirely selfish enterprise now: to chronicle, disjointedly, memories of my time here. It is to be the written equivalent of looking through a box of snapshots, some are bent at the edges, some lack proper focus, but they all tell a story.