TARANG

                         TARANG Here is a complete article weaving together the love letter and flashback nostalgia modes: Dear Tarang, You come like a old song—familiar but new each time. The university buzzes around you, guffaws of laughter emanating from all quarters, and an aura of the smell of coffee, popcorn, and promise hanging heavy in the air. You introduce a cadence of your own, a cadence which gives even the most mundane locations life. I still recall how I first saw you. I was wandering about in a sea of sounds and hues, not knowing my direction, but for some reason, you spotted me. You welcomed me into your madness—the reverberation of footsteps dashing from one event to another, the sound of a distant guitar strumming from a neglected corner, the secretive whispers of friends attempting to make their way into a crowded auditorium. You introduced me to a sense of belonging. And every year you come back, weavin...