Far far away was this place, XIMB, the Jhabierville…away from home, the world of dreams…the magic land. We came here with dreams in our eyes; to this place which we sometimes feared coming to; to this place where we sometimes thought life would be difficult. But definitions change when you step in. The magic starts playing. It did. It kills us…but wow, what a killing it is; it keeps us awake at nights, but wow, what memorable nights these are. The magic land is playing its magic. When suddenly you realize that the calendar moved a day ahead and the date changed a couple of hours back (and you didn’t even realize)…you know the magic is playing. You look back and realize that it’s been days since you slept properly, and are still unsure if you really want to hit the sack…you know that the magic is playing. Then suddenly you also remember the quiz the next morning (in a few hours), but all that you can still think of is the party the next evening…you know the magic is playing. When you can hear the music all the time, not just the loud music that comes from your neighbor’s room, but the beautiful music of life that comes from within; Joy, laughter, smile, pain, ambition, sacrifice, passion, success, failure, victory, surrender…when life becomes more of a life, and every moment a lifetime, you know that the magic is playing. We welcome you to our story…we welcome you to the Jhabierville Diaries…
Jan 01
