sorry for that long break. i guess silence speaks so many words.
i enter through xavier's back gate these days. the walk is shorter. did i mention it earlier? whatever.
the pressure is on. but i m loving it! its like getting another chance to prove urself...it feels really great, especially after not seeing my name in so many lists.
i m learning new things everyday. growing up has started i guess. no room for being childish.
bengali classes are a big hit for me. i just loooooveeeeeeee them. physics classes are boring (i m being repetitive...i know)
many students have left. now we r around 50 in number. today we had classes from 9 to 4. no break apart from the tiffin one. felt weird while returning, ghostly...body was numb, head was spinning....
ok i hv to go to sleep now. tomorrow i have 5 hons classes. but college will be over by 3. the last period, stats, hobena. hehe!
goodnight folks.

The large crowd in metro or the long walk from the station to the college donot make me frustrated and impatient any more. i have accepted it. i donot expect a less crowded train these days, maybe thats why i dnt feel sad when it arrives with thousands of passengers. the walk is shorter. only the physics classes from 3 to 4-45 on tuesday test my patience. its really a torture...coz a subject as interesting as physics is taught in the most boring way possible and that too for a long period of time.
i have to buy few more books.
college is not as uneventful as before. i meet new ppl everyday and sometimes old friends. the canteen is a big hit. our bengali teacher is really cool! sarcasms and witty comments make the class really enjoyable. also the poem written by rabindranath tagore has a modern outlook! the college people know what we would like to study. in hs our bengali texts had things with which we had difficulty to connect our lives and the familiar environment.
i have been told to follow the rule : enjoy with discretion. thats my new motto...hehe
my didi has brought 70% dark chocolate from usa. break a capsule and put it in your mouth. the feeling is the same... ;)
ok bye for now...goodnight!

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretch'd in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company:

I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).