today was an exceptionally humid day in the village. my legs ACHE! an increased level of physical activity (read football practices) being the source. all morning my poor legs just quivered, after the morning workout routines. classes, labs and then practices in the evening once again. i quite enjoy my right out position. its best suited to my strength as a sprinter, though a marked improvement in accuracy is required.

was writing a lab report for tomorrow, taking a break in between. got all the songs on my computer enqueued in media player. a two hundred and five hour playlist; meaning it would take more than a week (8.5 days exactly) of continuous playing for all the songs on my computer to play atleast once!!

the only thing i see ahead of me is work work and more of work. everyday is packed. i want to runaway to a beach resort. lie under a palm tree, get myself a nice massage, soothe my sore muscles, freshen up and then hang out with my favourite person at the restaurant by the beach.

soft music wafting in on the cool breeze from the sea.... i think i better get back to writing my lab.

back in the village. cal was SO humid this weekend, i can actualy feel the difference. presently something inside my head is pulsating away in total bloody glory making life quite uncomfortable.

had planned on getting some work done tonight. working on that article, the lab and some budgeting for the next two weeks. managing money- a BIG lesson that i'm learning over the past month. realising that theres too much of useless expenditure that can be avoided.

have been listening to joe satriani since i came back. needed some soothing music. feel much better after a cold shower.

and i need a vacation!

the man ran... he looked behind, face contorted and ran harder. then he suddenly stopped. turned around abruptly, as if facing up to his tormentor. jumped up and down frantically. stomped the ground furiously. only to hurt his leg.

he tried running hard again. stopped suddenly. then walked. turned around and ran again.

his shadow never left him.

finally!!!

YAY! (why?)

because

• i'm home
• my damned exams are over
• i feel like blogging
• the song stuck in my head is bitter sweet symphony
• i am fascinated by the passion someone can have for life

I can somehow feel the pujo in the blue skies and the sparkling sunshine. Maybe today is exceptionally sunny. But i can feel it in the warmth. Put on the radio while having dinner last night, and the advert promising crazy discounts on clothes in the foreground of the familiar dhaak beats cemented the feeling.

Will be going to dadi's place in the afty. Rini di and boro pishi have come. They came to Kol on Thursday. Meeting them after 2-3(?) years. Been recalling chhoto pishis wedding, an extremely rare occasion, when all of us cousins spanning 25 years and a few seas in between spend a gala time together.

The good thing about anybody dropping in from the US is the getting together of relatives (fathers side) in Kolkata. Chhoto pishi and pishamoshai come next weekend. Will meet the youngest cousin (3 months) for the first time. Looking forward to a great pujo this time.

Ma's badgering me to go get done with my pujo shopping. Me the procrastinator shall defer it.

On the college front there lies a lot of work. Scholars Avenue next issue- third years running the show. The seniors have decided to take leave and throw us into the water to help us learn swim. Footer and athletics practices shall begin in full swing. Looking forward to a physically draining 2 months. Open IIT Dumb-C on Monday. Lance, Shravan and I plan to go to provide the audience some entertainment value. With the practice we have it'll be great if we could do that decently enough.

Am sorry for an extremely haphazard account of happenings. I already have 3-4 drafts collecting dust on my dashboard. Haven't posted them cause half way through each i lost my way.

Shall be back!

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it will be a night with the full moon. silvery waves lashing at our feet. the receding tide. the soft roaring sea filling in the silences in our conversation. the stars would have shied away from the proud moon that night. i'd walk down along the beach. feel the wind in my face. your hair would shame the air that played with it. i'd turn back to look and find you standing. the breeze outlining your profile against a darkened sky.

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the jets from the Salua base are streaking across the night sky every 2 minutes. but i don't have time to look up at the clear sky and follow their trail.

exam time is very noticeable in IIT. scholars avenue is deserted by 8 p.m.! the canteens are overcrowded with ppl gulping chai after chai till the late hours of night.

posts should be back within a weeks time.

for a long time now...

I was contemplating this, a fellow blogger put my thoughts into words. For a long time now i've forgone blogging. With exam week coming around i really don't know, in fact i'm pretty sure, the blog will be very dormant.

The week that flew by has been the regular affair. Not many interesting changes in the weekly chain of happenings. A couple of lab vivas (which went well), morning conditioning for football (Inter IIT meet in mind) resumed after ages (resulting in sore and stiff muscles). Hours and hours and hours of conversations and being branded crazy and a source of major bafflement in the wing. And a very unexpected gold in the Open IIT English Elocution.

The last bit happened yesterday and considering the amount of effort I put in it surely was a pleasant pleasant surprise when Manjul called me up to inform me about the results. The dinner that followed with lance as company was interesting conversation. Conversation regarding this guy thing about associating objects of affections with cuteness and baby mannerisms. Don't know if its prevalent with most guys. Lance and i were in consensus and formed a satisfying database, for then atleast.

Anyhow, my sleep deficit is restored resulting in bunking in footer practices. Maybe the library beckons now. Lots of odd work there is. Stuff that is easily forgotten but needs to get done pronto.

Hopefully i shall have enough food for thought to keep fitful imaginations afloat.