Thinkin' on your stomach.

Surely, a break from blogging during two months of relatively hectic college life can be pardoned. As to what happened in these months; well....things good and bad. Life was peppered with events which brought both joy and sorrow. Events which happened as and when they should have happened. (Ok, this is where I reduce the level of abstractness in my words; and NO, im not a Fatalist). Besides meeting new people, making new friends and involving self in new curricular and co-curricular activities, nothing new happened. Why pall over stale stuff when you have your entire life stretched before you.

So maybe I'm a little too lazy to write 'bout the past.

 Oh ya..n this warm greeting extends to 'the very same anonymous', a fiercely loyal and regular patron of mine who of late has become disillusioned with humble self for massive deletion of his Revered Postings. Thine Grace must not be angered and must be informed of the fact that I still love removing your Shouts with extreme instrumentality. Au Revoir.

It's always fun to act pricy and resist succumbing to popular demand ( refer to recent shouts)...however, in the light of adverse effects to blog publicity, i dip my fingers into life's pie once again.

Recorded here is a series of conversations between two sleeptalking roommates ( names remain undisclosed for reasons best known to author) ; R1 and R2. Unless specifically mentioned, the protagonists can safely be assumed to be fast asleep.

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R1: Counsel, have you quoted the relevant sections?

R2 (fully awake and highly interested) : Yes, your lordship.

R1: Impressive, counsel. You may continue to do so.

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R2 (Gets up from bed and walks to R1's bed): R1?

R1 (half-asleep, slightly disturbed by roommate's antics): R2?

R2: R1?

R1: R2?

R2: R1?

R1: Are you drunk, R2?

R2: I just wanted to say.....(walks to bed and goes back to sleep).

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R2 (Warcry, one day before surprise tests): SOCIOLOGY!!!!!!

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R2 (head turned towards window) : I see yellow light.....

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Yes. Today was a day that was celebrated with much pomp and glory. I went to the city!!!!!!...I know, I know..you probably are thinking, "here's a guy with short-term pleasures and priorities". But then again, when the nearest form of civilization is 30kms away from college, the every other trip becomes an occasion to rejoice.

Allow me to sum up in a few words; for i have posts to go before I sleep. ..

Had good food, watched a good movie, spend a good amount of money, and had a good time.

There was a flag-hoisting ceremony at college today at 10. Yeah,well. I overslept. But hey, I played Vande Mataram (the original one) on my laptop later. And Manav, who had comfortably lodged himself in Pathik's bed shot up...said he couldnt sleep through the whole song..I guess "Guilt" is powerful. I am not going to brood on any trash about the disillusioned, part-guilty, part-reckless generation of today...i'll let Rang De Basanti do the blabbing..Then again, there is this whole issue of patriotism being worth its money..i'm not commodifying it or anything..but with all the blasphemy happening around you, does patriotism become an endangered notion? or is patriotism all about fighting aginst the blasphemy? When you identify yourself as a patriot, you invariably get the feeling that you dont deserve to be one..why? is it because you've spat or emptied your garbage on the road more than once? or is it because you get the feeling that there's no point being one? i have no answers..as usual.

What do we mean by patriotism in the context of our times? I venture to suggest that what we mean is a sense of national responsibility ... a patriotism which is not short, frenzied outbursts of emotion, but the tranquil and steady dedication of a lifetime. - Adlai Stevenson

No matter that patriotism is too often the refuge of scoundrels. Dissent, rebellion, and all-around hell-raising remain the true duty of patriots. - Barbara Ehreinreich