Work, Study, Play and Sleep..

The Friday of the previous week has to be the most eventful day of my life. A day I will cherish all my life. I did nothing life-changing. Nor did I kick start a new enterprise! It was just one cool span of 15 odd hours where I lived life the way I love.

The morning was just about perfect; 7 'o' clock start, no sobbing about an early start. The breakfast did not even matter, for I had a test coming up in two and a half hours time. A few stares at my 'facebook home' (Boring as ever). Done, time up and the semester's last set of question papers were calling.

The set up for the tests here is unusually calm. A 'basic computing and C programming' test; the question paper ( all objective barring one coding question ) looked Ok, and had no stars ! ( Those scary pointers that generally don't serve any purpose ). One section of Linux looked good too. The program-section was not intimidating either, although it demanded serious brains.

True, all of this sounds 'Geek' ish. Just read on with some patience .:p

The exam was over like a game of T20. Moved to the food court. One blast of a lunch (always the case with this fella!). An ideal afternoon nap of 90 minutes. ( A little too long for an ideal nap; I was jobless anyways! )

Around 3:15, and the two 'hard-working' hostels came down to the playground for a game of cricket. 10 overs a side, 'fast - food' cricket. Batted in the middle order and helped my team play out the quota and then returned to pick up 2 crucial wickets. ( Got culped, 2 sixes in two overs and a total of 17 runs conceded! )

Another game, this time opened the bowling. Picked up 3 wickets ( Again, 3 sixes in 3 overs ). Again, middle order. Chasing 59 in 10 ovrs, lost the game by 3 runs( needed 4 of the last ball, I was at the non striker's end! ). In fact, not once has my team won with me at the crease in the last over ( I would prefer calling it consistency )!

Done, weekend; time to return home. Shower for an hour, and 'Maggi' to gain some stamina (that's a nice excuse!). Off I went, out of the campus, bidding bye to all my cricket-mates; across the road, to the bus stop. The 'chariot' for my joy-ride arrived after the 30 minute 'wait' ritual ( I am always terribly timed! ).

Bangaloreans don't seem to have an eye anymore, for the beauty that surrounds them; thanks to the traffic jams ( Traffic jams are the most outrageous of phenomena the human kind has ever lived with; you cause them, and you crib about them too! What a paradox! ). To me, once a joy-ride ; always a joy-ride. The traffic density does not change things (for, I don't have to drive!).

Home, sweet home. Mum's smiling, sis' keen about her cookies. The desktop's waiting with arms wide open. First things first, one blast of a dinner; this time home-made.
Some 'fiddling around' social networking. Off I went, into a sound sleep.

Work. Study. Play. And Sleep. Can I ask for more!
Love life the kid's way!
You are never 'done' with your childhood; you live it all your life. It's all in the eye.