Those days at Jamnalal were such fun. I loved everything — the classes, friends, dating Swati and, of course, the lunch breaks! We had an hour-and-a-half for lunch and it was showing, literally. I had put on so much weight! I still remember the vada pavs we used to have in Lonavala. Swati and I would drive down there during the monsoons in the green Karmann Ghia or the Beetle. The days zipped by so fast. I was the only one in the entire class who was married, a year before completing my MBA, as Dad didn’t want me to wait. “If you’ve made up your mind, why delay things?” he asked.