My name is not important. After all, what’s there in the name?
I am an unknown NUALSian,
a. the NUALSian who burns the midnight oil to pass his (or her) exams;
b. the NUALSian who silently observes the dictats of the administration (or the lack of it);
c. the NUALSian who pays for appointment with the beautician for a function to find out it gets cancelled due to Hartal (we hate Hartals), the NUALSian who prays to the heavens about having a hartal so his class is cancelled (we love Hartals);
d. a NUALSian who sees the soon to be functional library building as Ninja spot;
e. the NUALSian who hopes that he would survive another night in the hostel left under-construction for more than a year now;
f. the NUALSian who silently notices the winds of love in the college;
g. the NUALSian who is always bored;
h. the NUALSian who plays FIFA in a boring class;
i. the NUALSian, well, who belongs to the National University of Advanced Legal Studies (NUALS).
NUALS (popularly known as Manalimukku Law College!) is located at Manalimukku in the middle of nowhere.
There are almost zero options to hang out anywhere outside the campus which, well you know, is not bad because the curfew time for us to return to the campus is 7 pm and for half of us, it’s even better, 7 PM inside the hostel.
The classes happen for 6 hours a day from 9 to 4, which leaves the students high and dry. Yet, as would one expect, the real college “life” begins after classes.
The ninja spot, where the new library is awaited (it has been awaited for past 3 years), turns into a lovers spot.
The lifeless NUALS ground, a quarter of the size of other football grounds, brims with all 3 sports- football, cricket and volleyball at once, and hey, it’s not that bad.
We’ve managed to play all three at the same time or on the same day! Lucky, aren’t we?
Even the academic block, which is dreaded between 9 to 4:30, becomes the hub of activities like quizzing, music and not to forget, the dreaded extra classes. The road becomes picturesque, with natural Kerala beauty along with the winds of love.
In the even semesters, when there are no clouds in the sky, there is much buzz about the cultural events. The college looks livelier than ever. However, the weekends and the exams mark a complete contrast.
The ground, the academic block, the road and even the ninja spot bear a deserted look. It feels like the college has come to a standstill. Though one would not expect such a standstill on a Saturday evening, it is the still case as most of us NUALSians tend to rush towards our home as soon as there’s even a possibility of getting more than a day off.
NUALS, like most other colleges, is a mix of good and bad, yin and yang. Happiness at NUALS is short lived, with projects, research papers, internal exams, moots and externals always ready for causing the eclipse. Yet, even after everything, there are brief moments to enjoy.
Happiness for a NUALSian is Hartal, happiness is the end of a semester, happiness is NAALAM, happiness is internal getting postponed, happiness is a cricket match without rains, happiness is submission of projects, happiness is porotta and chicken/paneer in the mess.