Spontaneous

Occasionally, great joy can be derived from mundane acts, just because they are done in a different context.

My best moment this entire week was making a spontaneous decision to eat my lunch at 11:45 one day, and then sitting down on the side of the road and munching on turkey ham sandwiches.....the traffic went by, people stared.....I noticed how two struggling trees looked like sole survivors of a race imprisoned by the concrete buildings and flyover....and to top it off, two women with bundles of flowers came to sit next to me and started making garlands...the scent, in the midst of all the dust and pollution, was heavenly....and I could rejoice in eating turkey while people are so hung up on the bird flu.

A beautiful moment.....and made everything worthwhile.

Exam Rant

There should be a state holiday the day after tomorrow! That or I should catch a strange tropical disease...the kind that killed the silk worms in Mysore district, doubling the price of silk so that party A attempted to plead frustration of contract!

I don't want to write this exam. I want to curl up in a raft and sail away.

Carrier's liability indeed! Bah!

Twas the Night Before the Exam

There is something special about those nights just before the exams. The campus roads lie deserted for the most part, until you chance upon a group of haggard looking individuals taking crash courses from some stud or the other. But that isn't what I find the most striking about these nights. It is the sudden spurt of activities one would normally never do which is worth mentioning!

Dinners last for longer than usual, dieters are glimpsed with large cadbury bars in their pockets, drinkers look unusually sober, fighting roommates bond with great affection, in the hostel long profound conversations are held on the stairs, each one staying on for just five minutes more......holidays unlikely to happen are planned in great detail, careers and internships become far more important things to talk and think about than xeroxed class notes..........campus feels strangely more alive, more interactive, and far more conducive for making memories.

And then of course, there's the campus ghost, suddenly awakening to his dreadful lack of activity.....and that's when computers crash, and black-out's occur, so that Economic books are read by torchlight.

I feel so nostalgic, and could type forever....but then, it is just before the exams....