Deprivation

I was having the most beautiful dream I was in my hostel... i walk down to the mess hall and they are serving me three different cuisines Chinese , Italian, Indian... the champagnes flowing, the waiters in white looking very polished are serving the Hors d'oeuvres people are all dressed up, the food looking absolutely good theres penne, ravioli, cheese naan, dumplings, springrolls and theres actual basmathi rice... Ive never seen basmathi rice for a very long time!!!

The best part was the dessert, tiramisu, geltatos, sorbet, gajar halva and those little kajju burffi's i love sooooooo much!!! hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... soooooooo good

And then i hear this voice... are you not feeling well? ohhhhh this food must be soooo good its making me .... sick ???

tap tap

Im having a very sudden awakening from this beautiful world... my ent professor standing over my table are u OK? are you not feeling well???

oh shit!!!

I've dozed off for the past one hour on my paper and theres a little pool of drool on my question paper too. No food.

Nikhils snickering at me.

Next question ... describe ostiomeatal complex.

Fhhhhhaaaaaacccckkkk!!!