It’s 3 am and I’m navigating through the labyrinth of medical textbooks, fueled by caffeine and sheer desperation. The fear of failing NEET looms over me like a dark cloud, but so does the thrill of small victories in anatomy lab. Hostel life is a bizarre mix of camaraderie and competition, with a touch of late-night ragging thrown in. College love is a myth perpetuated by sleep-deprived brains, while rude professors crush our spirits with their withering remarks. But amidst all this chaos, there’s a strange sense of belonging. We’re all in this together, struggling to find our way through the maze of medical school.