The first email to the big boss. Tons of proof-reads by self and others. Automated spell check working in full swing.
A silent prayer, and the 'Send' button.
A tiny breath of relief escapes.
And the reply to the short email composed for over ten minutes comes in less than a minute: "ok"
Welcome to working.
Naalu varshathoda mudivu varudhu.
Stomach is knotted with fear!
Title's significance shall be explained later, if the author is in the mood to.
Update: Managed it :) Good, not bad, but some disappointments. Anyway, 4 years had quite a good end. Thank God!
Title's significance (lame ah irukkum, be prepared): ozhunga irundha pattasu, illati thalaila idi.

When day dreamers like me try to study in the library to get a studious feel (from the hundred others out there), it fails... and below is what happens; these are random sentences I typed out in boredom while studying there - for all but two days!!

Day 1 - 11 Apr

As I tap the fingers of my right hand on the back of my left palm, as I tap the keys of an invisible piano, to the rhythm of one of the beautiful and cute background pieces of Swades, I feel elated, but I also feel like an idiot as the girl two seats away gives me a weird look.

So I turn to tapping the keys on the keyboard instead – people could simply think I am typing. This was what the rhythm became. Good thing I know how to type. :D

“jjkklkj ;lk j awed ndow j h ji wkjd fo lask ajfkdj;jkl”

I tire the iPod by making it play the same 1.26 min clip over and over again.

I’m suddenly possessed by some zeal to work. Hardly happens, when I work because I want to and not because I have to, and I have to make the fullest of it.

I wonder how lovely it would be if I could play the keyboard (the musical one, I mean, not the computer’s). It’s not tough to learn, but it just didn’t happen.

I had a chocolate brownie today that made me so nauseated I don’t feel like going near one for at least a month. Ugh! Thinking of it makes me queasy. I think I’ll just skip dinner. Dessert became dinner. If I eat at this rate when I’m in the library studying for exams, I’ll get flabby! Nope, I’m not overly concerned, but I simply don’t want to put on unhealthy weight.

It’s a surprise I’ve been sitting in the ‘window’ seat (computer :D) and not looked out to stare at all. I mean, I have (I’m a window fan, after all), but it’s really not been distracting. I really don’t know what’s happened.

Day 2 - 12 Apr

Startling discovery early in the morning: the fountain for drinking water at the end of the corridor near the washrooms spouts out less water whenever somebody flushes inside the toilet. Ewww! What all water connections are connected?!?! :|

For all the ‘mood’ I was in yesterday, I’m getting hardly anything done today. Sudden excitement regarding booking of tickets. But worry at the same time regarding job and jumping into decisions.

By a freak chance, found that Tiger Airways’ tickets to Chennai are cheaper. After confused discussions, finally booked a ticket. I’m going home!!

P.S.: I studied for 3 days. Please cross your fingers for my results!
Another goodbye post! And this time, it's a biiiig goodbye...

Goodbye to college life. To life as a student. To life where you could still afford to be careless, dependent, childish.

Sigh, 4 years gone by in a flash! I can still remember how my major enthusiasm to come to Singapore (only besides the course) was to live in a hostel! (Lame as it sounds, it's true!) And I've enjoyed it every bit. It's here that I saw who I really am, and it's here that I got to know what my priorities in life are!

I'll miss the campus like crazy. The weird canteens, the roads, the moon obsession, my 4th year room whose window I would sit at if bored, the cluttered cork board, the regular trips to the library and the wonderful minutes spent just staring at the books, the movies on LAN, the innumerable FRIENDS episodes, the long walks, the brown benches where I spent half of my school life in meetings, oh, I could go on and on!

It's such a weird feeling, as I realize this is the last blog post from campus. There are so many "lasts", and I'm trying desperately not to simply think too much of them. Ah, it's ok, everything good has to come to an end - because it has to give way to something better!

And with hope in my heart, I step out to the 'real world', and hope it's not too bad. Now it's time for a walk across my favourite stretch.
Goodbye, to my lovely other home.

P.S.: Chennai, here I come!

Just read online that some political parties are banning sex education in some states in India because it's against our "culture". So sex education is against Indian culture but the skimpily clad women cheering during the IPL matches are OK and very much a part of Indian culture? Why don’t we stop protesting over silly things and get to work – like, say, actually working towards spreading AIDS awareness and educating the public in better (and more open) terms about it? Ugh, the “bastions of ‘Indian culture’”. We seriously are in need of some re-shifting of priorities before our country can get set and go.


P.S.: Joblessness, hence the news addiction!

4 years came to an end yesterday. As I woke up this morning and realized I have NO studying/course work to do, I felt weird, but I wanted to jump up and down! Which means, I am probably happy - of course lah, coz now I'm a GRADUATE!
Whhhopppppppppeeeeeee!!!!!!!
... I'm just out of my last ever class in University.

Wonder how many years it's gonna be before I get back into a lecture, and well, if I ever will!

Loved you, uni. Loved you way too much, dear course. I'm SO GLAD I had no second thoughts about the course. And that I didn't decide to do engineering to only wish every other day that I'd done what I always wanted to do.