Letting go

It is time to give up and let go.

Stats Camp Chronicles

July 19:

Three more days to go. with each passing day, I feel more dorkier. not sure I really want to spend a month in an unknown place attempting to study stats.

July 20

We leave for camp tomorrow. Hate packing! Need to pack a life for a month. NOT fun! TT is also going to be there. Can't wait to see her! 8-X

July 21

First leg towards mission stats camp. Spent time with G's parents, one of the most gracious hosts I have ever met. Awesome dinner. Felt like I was home after all. Played an insanely funny game called Balderdash. Learned a few new obscure words. Hobbledehoy is our new battle cry!

July 22

Left around noon after a most wonderful breakfast - its been ages since I had breakfast and slep in late. Drove through a red state. Fun stuff! And then through a blue state - loved the pro-life hoardings and Jesus Saves billboards! Reached safe and sound. The house is really nice and so is the city. I think I will like it here.

July 23 - Day one

Woke up at an unearthly time. Maybe a month will change my sleep cycle for the good, though I doubt it. Walked to the university and got registered. Free coffee and breakfast. Went for a decent lunch and then walked over to class. Waited for an hour, felt like an undergrad, waiting for the professor. After an hour left. Drank some more. Told G somethings that should best lie dead. Came back, drank some more. met TT, she is crazy have concluded. SO is NOT coming. YAY! but after all the flack I took from G, I wish SO was coming.

July 24 - Day two

Had the first set of classes. Wasn't too bad - did some game theory. I think I like game theory better. At least I don't feel like an idiot most of the times. walked back, went to the grocery store and then cooked dinner. Not a very unusual day except had no internet access, so was twitching, but made it through the night. Wasn't so bad.

more distractions

http://www.humanbraincloud.com/

why can't I let go?

Mood: Meh!

Last Sunday of my vacation

Saw Harry Potter
Shopped after a long time.
Bought shoes and two cute shirts :-)

Mood: Finally Happy

am on a much needed week long "semi"-vacation. It is semi because I have been working on papers etc to meet arbitrarily forced deadlines by my boss. But a vacation means waking up late and not worrying about what bus to take to work. I woke up to a beautiful thunderstorm this morning, so stayed in bed longer, just looking at the rain through the window.

Mood right now - HAPPY, CONTENDED
Mood am sure I will be in a few hours: Annoyed, frustrated

Every time I study a defunct constitution and study elections, this song by Jagjit Singh rings true. I am not sure who wrote this, but its relevant to every political system. Here is the link.


ek brahman ne kahaa hai ke ye saal achchha hai

zulm ki raat bahut jald dhalegi ab to
aag chulhon men har ek roz jalegi ab to
bhukh ke maare koi bachcha nahin royega
chain ki neend har ek shakhs yahan soyega

andhi nafarat ki chalegi na kahin ab ke baras
pyaar kii fasal ugaegi zamiin ab ke baras
hai yakeen ab na koii shor-sharaba hoga
zulm hogaa na kahiin khoonkharaba hoga
ons aur dhuup ke sadamen na sahegaa koi
ab mere desh men beghar na rahegaa koi

naye vaadon kaa jo dala hai vo jaal achchha hai
rahanumaaon ne kahaa hai ke ye saal achchha hai

dil ke khush rakhane ko Ghalib ye khayal achchha hai

I wish I could let go.

it is so hard to say goodbye to yesterday*

Its been a week since Ajji's first death anniversary. Time does fly fast. 10 years of having her around seem less than the one year that she wasn't. The empty expandable bed that has been a part of my childhood no longer is slept in and the kitchen has lost its den mother. The tattered book is no longer read. is it still there? Or has it been thrown away? Just as a lot of her memories and her meager possessions wrapped in a dusty plastic bag, stashed in the ancient steel armoire?

It is hard to say goodbye to the past, to yesterday, to a loved one, to a part of our lives. But it is time, time to let go. Goodbye Ajji. We miss you!


*from boys to men

A great commercial

Merci...

Your Inner European is French!

Smart and sophisticated. You have the best of everything - at least, *you* think so.

Who's Your Inner European?

Why do I even try?

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The summer of unfinished resolutions

The summer is almost half gone and I haven't even finished a fraction of what I had intended to accomplish this summer. I shouldn't be surprised though - that is just the way my summers always are - a lot of unfinished and broken resolutions. I have however stuck (admittedly half heartedly) to my detoxification program. Eating healthy and home cooked food as much as I can (of course, once the semester begins, its going to be good old soul-food-for-the-impoverished-graduate-student-i.e. Ramen).

need I say more? (sigh!)

from xkcd

A few days ago, I came across a Voss bottle at a friend's place. It is one of the most beautiful and simple product designs I have come across. Needless to say, being the dork that I am, I went ahead and borrowed some empty bottles from G and now I have pretty Irises in them :-)