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"IGIDR had wonderful people in it. Seniors who were
downright competitive about Dumb Charades and

made me a better player (they also helped in
numerous other ways, but this is what I will
remember them for). Canteen staff who were
always up for friendly banter and sat alongside me
cheering for India in the World Cup. Professors who

stayed helpful and patient and saved many lives
when pesky doubts cropped up just around
examination season. Guard uncles who smiled and
waved and once even offered me some home-made
pickle from their lunches. And friends who I
inadvertently picked up along the way and now
cannot let go of for some reason.

IGIDR was a wonderful place. Sunsets were magical
when seen from the fifth-floor balcony. Idli-
sambhar always tasted better when eaten outside
the cafeteria. The library was huge and intimidating
but also cool and exciting and at night, Khan
Chacha sat at the entrance with his radio and

smiled warmly at our tired faces.
At IGIDR, we raced around campus looking for
Treasure Hunt clues. We became obsessed with cold
coffee and nimbu pani, and had long email chains
discussing the welfare of campus cats. We stayed up
late for Time Series. We woke up early for Time
Series.

I smile because it happened. I am furious that it was
torn away from us so soon. And I am excited that
there are others out there yet to experience life in
IGIDR, and perhaps one day I can swap campus
stories with them."

- Dipanwita Ghatak
( M.Sc. 2018-20 )

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