Nomad, the Scribbler

That fine night was also on its way to be a sleepless one, we were having an exam. Subject was Linear Integrated Circuits, LIC in short. Me Hashim and Midhun a.k.a MR were having it. The whole three of us got assembled in Hashim's house. As we were used to getting backlogs, it didn't put much sense in us. After spending time having fun with others those who didn’t have the exam, when we opened the syllabus, it was too late and a night was left for us to make a quick ride through the topic. MR and me decided to stick on with the nightout and Hash succumbed to sleep( he chose to sleep he would say). Night went on, we tried several methods to keep the sleep at bay. Half sleeping half studying we were advancing towards a successful night out. But when it was around 4am I knew I couldn’t hold my sleep further and MR was already having a little nap. I wasn’t anywhere near one and a half module mark and sleeping at that time would spoil every little hope that was left. What I could

What ever ways I have tried to redeem myself have gone in vain. En Route to this point of my life has been a blend of fortuitous events rather than intentional ones. Last night I tried to picturize myself, say, after ten years in a realistic manner. It seemed quite dark. I could see myself cursing for the chances I have spilled. I hoped I would revive after having serious thoughts for the first time in my life, apart from day dreaming about becoming Bill Gates. Nothing really happened. I was back to my usual self. EasyGoing, Carefree and lazy. Nothing could define me in a better way. Back to Square one. "Chankaran pinneyum thenginmel Thanne"