Time to go

I came to N-1 around nine months ago. Things have changed from time to time.The first thing i noticed about N-1 was its pathetic state of cleanliness. These guys obviously don't believe in clean and healthy environment. Anyways, a bunch of indians mostly from the southern region. The past few months have been calm enough, normal as one would expect. Occasional outbursts here and there. Overall, nothing dramatic. Most of the evenings, i spend with these guys. Telling them different stories. I have a surprising number of stories to tell. Lots of jokes too! Some sense of humor these guys have. Funny part is i have begun to tell jokes in their native tongue. Must have picked it over the course of the stay. What surprises me is their capability of listening to the same jokes over and over again. Take totti for example, i would have told him jokes about this six friends like a thousand times. He keeps laughing at all of them. Sometimes, i see him mouth words with me!!! Get a life! Then, there are Tams. GOD! Like a zillion times, i would have told them the same jokes! and yet they laugh like they have heard it for the first time in their lives. Overall, life at N-1 has been enriching to say the least. Part of learning new languages, new jokes, new cultures is kind of fun. And, now it is time to go.