BLUES

It's been painfully long since i wrote. We could suppose this was because of a general aphasia towards events. Right after something -totally unexpected- happened. I couldn't get through SIMC. and hell no, m not over it yet. Lets admit it. It is supposed to be one of the easiest places to get through.I'm trying hard not to feel like a duffer. I'm done with putting the onus on my clothes during interview n stuff ( need one adhere to nonsensical dressing norms for a mass com interview?) or my unfleeting casual attitude ( and why not, is it a crime to be casual for crissake?). Anyhow, I'll admit i am more indignant than sorry. Lets face it. It(SIMC) ain't that good baby(which is why it is believed to be easy to crack ). And perhaps i am cut out for far greater things ( i need to believe in some truth value pertaining to the aforementioned statement). oh well, chuck. My blogspace is sacrosanct and I'm not going to let it be overhauled by sadness. Life seems at the moment to be a pair of pink pyjamas though- cant take it too seriously. What needs to be taken seriously though are a few poets and writers who are thrust into my bag each morning, sidelined amidst early morning sudoku contests and drowned by led zep filling the body system ,ear downwards. Oh! and on a happy note, i got a bob marley and che poster and another beatles poster is on the way! Hurray! And Shaurya i know you shan't read this but i was happy today. Thanx! Anyway, i'll go now. Like i said this space is sacrosanct and sadness must not be a part of it. And he is away.