Exam-time Rumination

Exams are a weird period, aren’t they? You wish you were studying, and then you realise that all you’ve been doing all day long is think about every other thing except, yes, studying.
So here’s a few things i thought i’d list out:

• I need, and will have, an internet connection next semester(proper wala, not the stupid fone+PC Suite or neighbour’s unsecured Wi-Fi), come what may. I have to connect with people again, talk to them again, share experiences, incidents, joys, sorrows again. Looking at the amount of time everyone gets while in college, it seems only rational that the meetings happen this way. (i’ll blame the sm@rt-someone for making me dig up and read old chats :P)

• There are very few things i’ll take away after leaving this college, memories or otherwise. Lessons learnt about life and people not included. A certain meeting with a couple of my we-are-done-with-our-exams-boo-ya friends made me think about this. Unless, and i have a feeling this might turn out to be true, some really amazing things happen.

• I’m not really sure whether i’m good at taking pictures, or is it just the beginner’s luck and Picassa’s touch that is making a few above-average shots seem pretty professional. But you know what, i WANT to click more pictures now. Yes, those ones with people, their face minus the masquerade, devoid of colour so that true colours be seen. And i have a few ideas on my mind already!

• It’s pretty interesting to stalk someone who has put up their entire life (almost) up on the net. Moreover, when the person knows HOW to write what is supposed to be written. There are people who write, and then there are those who make you imagine every little detail, put you into their shoes and make you ‘see’ from their eyes, make you feel every emotion. I do not know how successful this person will be (i do hope so) in the future, but i’m officially a fan already :) (It does not amount to stalking then if the person did it wishfully, writing about self and related musings. Else we’d all have 500-odd stalkers and not friends on that stupid i-logged-in-just-5-minutes-back website)

• Is it too difficult to remain happy? Or content? Even for the span of few days? Why does something absolutely have to mess up good mood? Oh well, expectation i guess. We want things to be ‘normal’, happen our way and no other way. But that’d be boring, only to the point that continuous cribbing about everything will make you add points like these in your posts :P

• People come up with their best output (i couldn’t find a better word, viva-practical hangover) when they’re pinned to the wall, down and out, forced to think, or just plain sad/depressed. Every person, from your next door neighbour to your pesky classmate. Heck, the singer/band whose song you have been listening to on-loop for the past couple of days. Poets, sportsmen and sportswomen (don’t want to offend a good section of my readers, do i? :P) even politicians (seen the excuses and cover-ups these folks come up with?).

Of course there is a whole lot of other stuff on mind, from the good to the ugly, from the beautiful to plain obscene! (yes, blame the testosterone. and sheila too.) But i shall bore you folks some other time.

PS just a couple of questions on my mind. Why is pretty used in a sentence like “please, pretty please?” and pray used in “Pray, tell me..” or “Pray, why would..” ? And if possible, elucidate with examples. I shall try and use them in subsequent posts if possible. No, not because they sound cool. Or probably they haven’t made sense to me yet.