Home Away from Home

Home Away from Home
The buzz of the dragonflies was getting on my nerves, as I tried to hold my torch under the red balloon I was given. I was surrounded by people I had just met which obviously meant that my stomach was in a knot and I was feeling out of place, the only thing linear about the day was the way sweat was trickling down my back due to Lahore’s humidity. I missed my friends. I missed my family. I missed my city. I missed familiarity. They told us that we would get something amazing out of it. A picture that would be a start of something extraordinary. A picture that would depict how much effort we put in and how the end was so worth it. Long hours stretched by and finally, the sun began to set. It was almost over.
My legs hurt as I stood up with the rest of the people I was supposed to talk to, but didn’t. I didn’t think they were my kind of people. How could I? I had left my kind in Karachi.
The once in a lifetime experience was starting to get a little…dull.
Never did I imagine that the people I was so reluctant to talk to would be the people I would not imagine life without.
I reached my dorm which was so out of the color that it made me sick. The same dorm where I would make new friends, have the craziest sleepovers & make some hard decisions about my life. I heard some girls saying that we were so lucky to get F5 because the dorm next to it (F4) was a disaster. I was so relieved. I didn’t know that it would be the second floor of F4 where I would have the best nights of my life at. I had no idea I would laugh so loud & cry even louder there and I would have the people who would laugh with me during the happy times & make me laugh during the sad ones.
I felt hungry and thought of walking all the way to the food place they called PDC, wishing there was a vendee at the law school. Oh, how times change. I didn’t know how I was going to survive the next 4 years.
I went on a walk, all by myself, on a campus that seemed so huge and invincible. The air was humid, the sky was bright and my veins were filled with explorer blood.
I never knew I would…
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• Have the most amazing desi food on a rooftop in the winters with the people who will become family
• Spend all night talking about how we are expected to do amazing things and we might fall short & then motivate each other to achieve all the goals we set for ourselves
• Wait for fajr and then go to Ring road and take my head out of the sunroof and feel the cold breeze hitting my face, having the “and then we were infinite” moment
• Dress up for a concert with all my girls, packed in one small room, doing each other’s hair
• lit up our fairy lights, pretending it was a rave & keep dancing until we couldn’t walk anymore
• Jog with my roommate, get some vitamin supplements & be all about the healthy life
• Trek in a winter wonderland with people who were dragging me to the top because my legs are little
• Get stuck in a blizzard with people who made a scary situation… not so scary
• Go to a GOT themed café to watch the new GOT episode and just talk all about it for an entire day, nay, a week with GOT fam
• Bake brownies & watch Spiderman with the gang while we add “purposes” to every possible dialogue (why are we like this?)
• Pull an all-nighter(s) at the library where we made so much noise that everyone left from our side
• Have each other’s backs no matter what. Especially when one of us wanted to have the Nutella-peanut butter ice-cream & the other had an exam 2 days later. We were always there.
But I did. I did those things. I lived those moments. And many more.
I met someone at work who recently graduated and the way she was recalling all her LUMS memories was heart-wrenching.
Why did I sleep so much and didn’t go to that 3 am McDonald’s plan? Why did I not swim enough? Why did I spend so much time stressing over that assignment worth 5%?
Why did I not do all the things that made me so much happier?
2 years gone.
But I am still in the picture. for 2 more.
Batch of 2020, not signing out, but going to live every moment I’m at LUMS with the people who motivate me to become a better version of myself.
-Malika Fatima
Shehryar Ejaz

Shehryar Ejaz

Shehryar serves as the Editor In Chief of The Daily 360. He is currently pursuing his undergraduate from Lahore University of Management Sciences. Twitter: @sheryejaz

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