I continue to surprise myself: I had cereals with two teaspoons of milk and 500 ml of water. This is amazing, not because of poverty but because of laziness. The inability to move the rear part of my body to the nearest store(which is a half hour walk or a half hour bus ride). The minute i open the fridge, my heart starts to thump wildly, hoping to see milk sufficient for my consumption, screw the roommates. Before I am awake, someone else has the same hopes, and the other roommates, (yes, myself too) are screwed. Ah, such is life.

I sleep for 14.5 hours everyday. I cannot stand reality, so I am trying to live the dream. In the dream itself. I have always been one for not compromising on sleep. Even with the most difficult of exams, I could not bring myself up to bring myself up early. It is how i have conditioned myself, and that is how i will be, even if it means sacrificing so many 'good' things in the future. *ahem*

I have started to make plans, every other day, for every other day, and on every other day, i notice that i have not done a single bloody thing that i had originally intended to do the previous day. So, on the lists these days, i make it a point to write 'execute' after the items. No, that is not having an effect either. It is just a fun way to analyze the probability of my success rate. (till now, 13 days, 0% success for executing the plan)

I wanted to catch up with engineering basics, so i went to the library for the first two days after my graduation. I managed to successfully walk all the way to the library, sit on a comfortable couch, and sleep after staring at a painful equation for 10 minutes. I even took papers for taking down notes, and I still have those invisible notes. I only need to decipher the way to read those things.

I cook. like a cook. Wow, I mean, I rule. I can make chakkara pongal without even looking at the recipe. In the kitchen, I am suddenly a renewed America that has Obama, a black no-military service(and now, no recollection of his promises) ex-lawyer at the helm. My culinary skills are only matched by my extraordinary skill to fall asleep at any given point of time, almost all the time.

I find people amusing these days, their talk about submitting papers, getting a job and all that. It is even more hilarious when they ask you what you have been upto. My favorite is usually that I have been spying their house for possible incriminating documents for their connection with KGB. I even like the one where in you tell them that you have started talking with the dead. Apparently, I scare the crap out of people by running random nonsense and tell them they are facts-did you know that  an increase in the sex ratio would cause an increase in the same magnitude of the density of mangrove forests? This serves as a very good tag line for action against female infanticide too, as long as these people support global warming. (prevention against tsunami, get it? *chuckle*)

ஆசை முகம், மறந்துபோச்சே,இதை ஆரிடம்  சொல்வேனடி தோழி?
நேசம் மறக்கவில்லை நெஞ்சம், எனிற்  நினைவு முகம் மறக்கலாமோ?
கண்ணில் தெரியுதொரு தோற்றம், அதில் கண்ண னழகு முழுதில்லை
நன்னு முகவடிவு காணில் அந்த நல்ல மலர்ச் சிரிப்பை காணோம்!
ஒய்வு மொழிதலுமில் லாமல் அவன் உறவை நினைத்திருக்கும் உள்ளம்;
வாயு முரைப்பதுண்டு கண்டாய் அந்த மாயன் புகழ் இனிஎப்  போதும்.
கண்கள் புரிந்து விட்ட பாவம் உயிர்க் கண்ண னுருமறக்க லாச்சு;
பெண்க ளினத்திலிது போலே, ஒரு பேதையை முன்புகண்ட துண்டோ?
தேனை மறந்திருக்கும் வண்டும், ஒளிச் சிறப்பை மறந்து விட்ட பூவும்,
வானை மறந்திருக்கும் பயிரும் இந்த வைய முழுதுமில்லை தோழி!
கண்ணன் முகமறந்து போனால், இந்த கண்கள் இருந்துபய னுண்டோ?
வண்ண படமுமில்லை கண்டாய், இனி வாழும் வழிஎன்னடி தோழி?