When the Ground Moved below Manesar
It was close to 2AM at night. The cricket match between India and South Africa was coming to a conclusion. The tail-ender, Ashish Nehra hit a four and India won the match. A few seconds later, the earth vibrated in celebration. It was a celebration of victory, a rebellion against the established order. I noticed the earthquake while I was sitting on my bed with my laptop open. Diptendu was lying on his bed, and listening to the match update from me, as it happened. There was an earthquake alright. It wasn’t registering in my mind. Then we both got out of our beds and went out. And the next thing that I knew, the hostel corridors were filled with inmates all risen from their slumber with the same apprehension and excitement. Sourav Ghosh exclaimed, “The glass was shaking.” Subhodipda joked around, “Show’s over now everyone go to bed!” Anya came from her floor all excited, “There’s been an earthquake, an earthquake!” It was more an expression of extreme joy of feeling something novel rat...