Posted by: Dinesh Kapur | February 20, 2008

Listen to the Wind Blow ..

Picture this, you are sleeping, suddenly you sit up straight, the track begins, your eyes open.  

I woke up with a song playing in a my head. I am not talking about a distant hum, not the mumblings of a vocalist and not some faint guitar solo but loud and clear words backed up by fantastic music. 

The experience was surreal. I could see and feel the world going about its work at its characteristic frenetic pace, but I was in suspended animation.  

Later when I was thinking about the song and that moment I was instantaneously teleported to the entrance of a HUGE and completely empty amphitheatre. I was craning my neck to survey those colossal stands - I was utterly and completely AWESTRUCK. Bewildered at the size of those walls - peeling off but still menacingly strong, the seating - which was almost in the sky and the glow of the light that painted the whole setting. To add to the mystique and sheer bizarreness (it is a word !) I was dressed as a Roman ! I was as much a part of the picture as my Roman uniform, what the f*** was I doing there ? 

I have been thinking a LOT lately about (here we go again) - Life, the Universe and Everything”. This incident does absolutely nothing to prevent the ‘flights of thoughts’ from taking off the runway. Oddly enough, I am not complaining - this gives me more food for thought. Obviously I am going to post-rationalize (it is getting chronic now) and attempt to decode this and more.

While I alternate between that and EXAMS (AGAIN !) I would more than appreciate your take on aforementioned. Open season for interpretations.

If you would like to listen to the song, which I think you should follow the link - “The Chain”.

Since I have mentioned exams - I obviously have a multitude of books to read. Ironically, now that I seem to have hit some good quizzing form - I have to give up an overwhelmingly number of quizzes (Though some people would be happy about that and might like to add a ’serves you right’.)

So I shall take a vow now, I will and I repeat, will not allow ‘exams’ to interfere with my participation in any Extra Curricular Activity that might interest me inspite / alongside attempting to reach the pinnacle of learning and academic performance. However, I shall formulate my own function / procedure / algorithm / ‘choose your own computer programming terminology’ to achieve this and not emulate B.dot and others.

And now I shall take a bow.

Au revoir. 

Responses

“…take a bow, take a bow, take a bow, is what you feelin’ now, what you ought to, what you ought to…”

So I shall take a vow now, I will and I repeat, will not allow ‘exams’ to interfere with my participation in any Extra Curricular Activity that might interest me inspite / alongside attempting to reach the pinnacle of learning and academic performance.

Odd. I’ve taken a vow to never allow my participation in any Extra Curricular Activity to intefere with my exasperating attempts at tolerating college life.

No more quizzes this semester. I have not attended the following quizzes: Quizzotic, Spectrum, the Hindu quiz fest, Moksha, Crucible, that Motor Sports quiz…

Strange.

No. I also think that the first vow makes more sense, though you might have to tune down a little. I think you can’t prevent exams from interfering.

So you ought to vow that you won’t let university and job requirements to take up more than 75% of your lucid time. The idea is not to get to the point where all these people come back from a mindless job day to flop down in front of their TV for a program they don’t even enjoy.

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But I have only read one of your posts, and have to quit now. There was something else I wanted to say though: This US trend, or is it universal? or Western? to use your intellect to cross-examine your intellect. That is the fish hook trying to fish the hook! It is very bad.

Please amend:
“vow that you won’t let university and job requirements to take up more than 75% of your lucid time”

by adding:

“except at exam time”

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