a travel.log by Surajit Basu
Amidst the greenery, a complex chain of buildings stretches out over the university campus. Linking monasteries and chaityas with roads and garden paths.
One can almost imagine the late student racing his way up and down staircases, cutting across the lush lawns, rushing from bell to bell.
Or just loitering around campus, lazily strolling though the gardens and lawns like a modern tourist at Nalanda.