You know you're a Christite when ...
*Every time you use a lift, it feels like you're on some James Bond type secret mission. Before entering, you check for any teachers, or worse, security guards in the vicinity. Once the area has been satisfyingly scoured, you wait for the lift with bated breath and zip in as soon as it opens and then paste yourself against the wall. The next you breathe normally is only once you're safely out.
*The guards inspire more fear in you than Freddy Krueger and Leatherface combined. It's their face that comes to your mind while gulping down scorching hot coffee in the Ivy and again while sprinting up the steps as if a stray leopard's on your tail. Every time the men in khakhi stare for more than 5 seconds at you, you go into panic mode, checking the time, patting your hair, pulling down your kurta/shirt and pushing your ID card deeper into your pockets.
*You begin to value your identity card more than your own life. You can imagine losing your wallet, your bag, your notes, your watch, your kidneys, but never your ID card and your worst nightmare is no longer being chewed on by furry monsters, but your ID card disappearing into the guard's palm.
*When someone mentions "the island" to you, you don't picture a cozy, sandy beach in the middle of blue waters with two leafy coconut trees bending serenely over it, but a little cemented patch in the college campus with a huge tree jutting awkwardly out of it.
*When you walk out wearing a tee shirt, you feel like you're in a two-piece swimsuit. The whole world seems to be staring only at you and shaking their head in disbelief at your immodesty and your hands automatically keep pulling the tee shirt down.
*You visit Moodle more than Facebook. While the rest of the world is busy poking people and "liking" each other's wall post, you spend your time checking for assignments on Moodle or
