Where the Wi-Fi is weak, but friendships are strong.
Where 2 AM group studies turn into therapy sessions.
Where you share everything — notes, food, chargers… even existential crises.
Your room? A perfect mix of anatomy books, laundry piles, and instant noodles.
Sleep? Woh kya hota!!
You learn to survive on Maggi, caffeine, and the sheer fear of viva.
Silent hours? Never heard of them — but midnight tea breaks? Legendary.
You entered as strangers, you’ll graduate as family (with shared trauma 
).