In Mirrors of a Genevian Night, the author tells us of his reflections on encountering a similar sight when he had to stay outside Geneva Railway Station and Geneva Airport on a chilling November night. He elaborates on one long and exhausting night he spent, having been locked out for many hours with nowhere to keep warm, with freezing temperatures, awaiting his flight to Spain for a study module. It was during such a night that he encountered many situations that reminded him of his student days and his life back home in India. He describes his experiences over the years, while watching the time tick by before he could re-enter the airport. He gives us fascinating insights into his beloved culture, his student days, his youthful experimentation and love for two ladies.