so i write today so people can leave comments on new blog posts rather than old, to help them escape their monotony i believe.
well, i have come down with a terrible terrible throat infection (cough, cold, sneezing, oh the works!!). hmm so on the work front, Our Mentor (Mental) has been breathing fire down our necks, expecting us to come up with a fully functional tachometer by tommorow, with my cold and everything, we havent really been able work anything out yet.sad i must say.
well the happy thing is that after a go ahead from Tarnacha sir, Dobby s successfully on the table and Finally we can learn something, i hope it works out for all of us. Harish is going through a writer's block and that is what is giving him most of his stress these days (That and Mon not being around, but he wont say it, MEN!!). Priya had been spending the weekends with me at home for the past two weeks, and i must say girls bond in a way men can't, hmm, its just not possible for them to, u can t…
have been watching movies these days, a lot of them.......started college again, went on the 11Th and we have to work on a tachometer all summer (its like a speedometer for aircrafts)....all in all not a very interesting week, pretty lazy and laid back. lets hope things speed up in the days to come.
oh yeah, all seen, all liked....looking forward to some more.
also now reading "a married woman" by Manju Kapur, great style, i hope the story's as good.
So the advent of my so called summer vacation has been bad, hmm, quite bad, I was supposed to go on this trip to Himachal with my family but couldn’t as a result of my exam being postponed, so they went anyways, and I spent 3 very empty days at my relatives in a posh south Delhi enclave, the only bright spot being having an animated conversation with my friend off 17 years, Samarth. Funny, how some things never ever change.
I am back at home now, looks like everybody but me is traveling. My sister is off to Chennai (where I point blank refuse to go) and Dad just got back from a trip to Mumbai. Priya is in Pune (damn, I miss that girl!!) and Ankur back to Dehradun (I miss u too baby!!).
Dad brought me books from Bombay, he’s not quite the reader so never knows what to buy, so now I have a set of Chetan Bhagat books, chalo at least I have something to read now.
Having already read Bhagat’s earlier attempts at writing (Five Point Someone; One Night @ the Call Centre) I conclude th…