Random thoughts

Random thoughts

Hello from gillette

10:43 PM, 23rd Jan, 2004

Hey

Just back from the NPR's crasher. Boosted my spirits. Abhi chai break and then I will attack the problems with vengeance :D

Mid Terms, Third Term

All resolutions are made to be broken, realised this for the n-th time today.

With Prod man exam tomorrow, I am still nowhere near starting forget completion. Where the fuck has the determination gone that I should do well.

It hurts. It pains but ultimately nothing gets done.

Anyway, phite tho jaaro rahega...

Another day

Hello blog

Woke up to mom's call. Couldn't speak as I was too groggy. Yet another day... Foggy morning which removes all the activity from within and outside myself. More classes, more fags, more what-the-fuck with i-don't-care-a-fuck junta. LIfe goes on...

Btw, last nite, went to this party given by JV. Went to Jongs. I had great food but CSK and Suraj kept complaining while Raju was boozing his way to glory. Finally we billed almost 7k before coming out. Guess, we need to pay bck sth to JV.

And yeah, I attended classes as well and I thnk it is high time I started studying.

First Post

Hi

Every day is important. So many things happen in a day which we would consider life changing and of paramount importance. But with time, more important things start happening and these get pushed into the innermost channels of our memory and remain as fleeting thoughts.

Today when I look back, I remember very little. But I know that my 23 years of life have not been ordinary. Every day was an experience. I met scores of people. Some have impressed me while I tried to impress a few. 12 years at school, 4 years of under grad all seemed to hv just whizzed past me. Today, I feel, I have a played a very passive role in my own life.

Every day, I will try to post things that were of great importance to me that particular moment. I want to cherish each moment, remember each event in my life. I want to feel proud of my existence and I believe this effort will go a long way in that direction. This doesn't mean that without material proof, my life would lose it's meaning. But when I look at those amateurish entries in my diaries I wrote as a kid, it takes me to a different age. They remind me of so many things that I have done, feelings I have experienced, unfortunately which I can't remember today. I hope this serves the same purpose.

Sasank, 11:39, Dec 9th, 2004