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But no one was listening. In the center of the narrow aisle, a Bluetooth speaker glowed blue. Appu, the self-proclaimed DJ of the third floor, held his phone aloft.

Appu looked at Father Varghese's approaching shadow, then at Rajan. He cranked the volume to 100%. mallu hostel dance latest

For one shining moment, the entire hostel—from the first-years to the final-years, from the lungi-twirlers to the terrified warden—danced together in the flickering tube light, the rain their audience. But no one was listening