Officially "Senior"

Despite rumour that the college may be suspended due to the much talked about Swine Flu, finally the day has arrived, to be officially crowned a 'Senior', the very thought of which gives a rare sense of superiority. I don't want to talk about the 'most haunting word in a juniors life' - Ragging, for the sake of my own safety (Attended an anti-ragging campaign in college a couple of weeks before, which had the basic motive to scare us by enumerating the consequences of ragging. As a matter of fact, we did get scared. Words like ''abatement'' are still ringing loud in my ears).

It's the New Year in our Malayalam Calender and as per tradition your life for the rest of the year will depend on this one day - the Mallu New Year. The worst part is that we are not granted a holiday. A Monday - Opening day to a hectic week prior to our first internal exams in my second year of college life.

I was woken up by my roommate at around Four in the morning. He wanted me to close the door as he was getting out to catch some train to attend a technical fest at Chengannur College of Engineering. His revenge - for me refusing him company. What an opening to my New Year! Having got him out, I went back to bed hoping to wake up to the alarm I have previously set on my phone. At some point of time, hearing the multiple loops of the Snooze thing, I woke up to find that I have overshot my plans by about a hour-and-half (nothing new though). Having done my usually morning cleansing, I settled down in front of some gigantic Math textbooks hoping to feed my brain. And yea, I did succeed in turning a leaf and making a leap. The topic was LaPlace Transforms, the most important in an electrical engineers life - as they made us believe. Starting off with the basic formulas which i didn't find difficult to recollect from class, I stepped on to irritating 'special cases'. At this point I got terribly irritated and distracted (Yea, I get distracted very easily).
After those remarkable achievements, having fed my brain, it was time to feed my stomach, dress myself and get to college(which always promised trouble - this time in the form of Lecturers or new assignments ). Got lift from a friend called Renesh, and for the first time in this Semester- i made it to class well before time.

The class, as usual, was in some hurry doing homeworks and assignments for the week, and me being a part of it joined in. It was a usual day with lot of boring lectures and even more boring lecturers.

(I dont remember a thing to write further, as i have been re-doing this post which was drafter a couple of days before)

My First Serious Post...

I have been trying to construct an opening sentence for the past 10 minutes and has failed completely. Hectic work on a pleasant Sunday morning. At times things don't come too you the way you need. No complaints. So, this being my first (or even last- that depends on how I feel about the whole idea of blogging after I finish this) descriptive post, I don't guarantee any interesting stuff for the unfortunate reader.

I see a lot of red-underlined words appearing as I type - suggesting me to check the spellings. For a first-time blogger i don't consider this a big deal. Meanwhile, A friend from school, named Sam,now in Oz soil has come online in Y! Messenger. Connecting with schoolies was always a personal pleasure. Sam was talking about his new trans cultural friends from Nepal, Vietnam 'n Kenya and his plans for making some picture with the faces of all the guys from guy. Not a bad idea.

The day started with me violating my biological clock, waking up at around a quarter-past-ten, when the sun was high up and shining. Sundays makes you sleep more in your student life. No big deal. Had a quick brush and bath and went out of my hostel room to see if the Mess had something left to offer. Lucky me ! They have spared me a few 'wheat doshas' with some tasteless water-like 'coconut chutny'. Gulped them down literally with some sugar to add flavour. Getting back in my room, I found that the Torrent download of some game I have scheduled for the preceding night has made no considerable progress. Dis hearted 'n cursing the betraying net speeds at night, saved the download for the next night wishing not to be dis hearted again. Opening my Orkut account,I was happy to see a few Photo comments on the pics posted last day. It's always nice to have response. Finishing off with the photo comment replies I moved to my GTalk account to check whether my room mate (a cool headed guy from Trissur, named Rohit - who doesn't care a damn about cutting classes, at present away at home) is online. Finding him online, getting myself assured that he'll back in room by evening the same day, I signed off.

''What next?'' . As if i had very little to study. Yet, I somehow couldn't get to digest the idea of mugging up in the morning itself (by now its nearly noon, but for the sake of saying). That's when I hit upon the idea of doing my 'First Real Post' here. At the same moment I hit upon this fantastic idea of mine, a insomniac friend of mine all the way from Changanassery, with the name Sebin, rang up - just to spoil the mood. He was talking about all the assignments that needs to be submitted the coming week & asking me to predict precisely the time that he'll take to finish them - as if am his 'God'. Having finished with him, i gathered up all my lost enthusiasm to blog, and finally ended up typing all those that you have just read.

And now when i consult my watch, it reads "13:31, 16 August, Sun"

Getting Started ...

Was thinking of getting into this for the past few weeks. Seems like the time has arrived to dedicate some time to self-evaluation and accounting for all that's been done socially. So here i am, at the other end of your computer screens typing out all that flows through me.

Technology has brought the world real closer. Cyber space is the new play ground. The world is now just a click-of-the-mouse away. So drop in here once in a while, when you are bored, spending long, least productive hours in front of your system not knowing what to do. (I understand guys, am no different than you - only that a very few of us feel free to accept that we get bored being here)