So, 20 blogs back I'd written how if i'm able to write this one, it's for keeps, it's for good. And so here I am writing my 21st. It's not just about 21 sounding like a good number. 21 is the number that ensues habit. Now i'm not sure if this has turned into a habit already, but I'm still quite proud of being able to do this.
Anyhow, I think enough has happened today to celebrate this. It's amazing how these days, I have no idea about what happens in the next one. How each day is a good degree different from the previous one. There is little I know about tomorrow except I have classes in Econometrics. Not that I know much about statistics, mathematics or even economic theory but Economics has interested me a great deal. Even though I have read no literature or seen no films for that interest. But I can say with confidence that when I read about it, I read it with rapt attention. But going from today's classes, my professor does keep everyone with him. So there's no apprehension about the subject.
I started to play tennis today. Because, our overused badminton court cannot multiply at the behest of the arrogant children, I have decided to divert attention to tennis in the peak hours. It's a beautiful game to watch, and online tennis or tennis over the phone is beautiful too, and less tiring. But since me and PK, began playing today, we would just pick balls and pick balls. However it really excited us if we were able to return balls once or twice. But more often than not, we would just lob and lob and send balls flying in all directions. But it was great fun to keep running around like a ball boy and playing tennis. Later in the night I also played Badminton with Tan. She's this amazing baddy player and plays some very strategically mind-blowing shots. But I beat her. Yes, I beat her. Which is quite incredible actually because I hadn't thought this coming. But there are some things that I came to realize about these sports.
a> No amount of running around the court can make up for a smart game. I mean, it's absolutely imperative to be all around the court and manage your opponent really smartly. so if you do run all the way up to hit your shot, it's quite a waste anyway because a smart opponent would then hit it at the back. It's not as crass as I just put it, but if one could refine it a little bit, it's true.
b> If you really want to get competitive and win a game, it's important to get a little tired. So I got absolutely bushed towards the game with Tan in badminton but I still loved to return the shuttle. It was one of the most fulfilling game I've played in a long time. Therefore also, like a SCAM says, singles really improve your game, which is so true, because I have totally paraded in and out of a court, at my own wish while playing with Mudili, because he was always there to back me up.
Anyhow, I had the Sankalp (theater) auditions also today. Not that they were a very important thing because it was horribly brief. I just had to say a few lines in Hindi. Nevertheless after a lot of weighing and thought did I even attempt it. Not that it means a lot because I'm a minnow in front of many brilliant thespian stalwarts in my college. Making it or not making is not even the question but just sitting on a chair on the stage in front of the directors and reading out the script was something I wouldn't not want to do. So when they asked me if I'd acted ever before, I said no-no never before.
Then, I read quite a bit. I read the paper for a bit and the Namesake for another bit. It was important because it's another of those things that I want to make a habit. Anyhow, I don't know how far I'll be able to continue because very soon, I'll be packed to home, packed to Indore. I have an option of staying back for Micanvas, MICA fest, which wasn't much to write home about, not for me atleast because I didn't participate much, looking at some new faces, experiencing some recitals and concerts and marvelling at the amount of action around you. The campus is abuzz with activity during the fest.
And I also have the option of taking off earlier and spare myself any work that all of us might be allotted for the fest. But chuck it. I think I'll just go home, spend time at home, fight with mom and dad a little bit, be bullied at the hands of Debo and meet some old friends. I'm past the age when students think that every piece of work that they do in a management fest, teaches them something for life and for professional life. I think where I'll finally end up learning is not here, but work itself, or maybe home a little bit, things which are more permanent and more real. In any case, I'm not a great believer in simulations, except when one is put through some really deep trauma or shake-up. :d i may have sounded extremely self-importantist actually. But it's not that bad.
And, a friend finally got drunk today. Ya ya it's news because he happens to be able to hold his drink. But ya, he slurred a little bit. I think, he must be fast asleep now. Ya, he must be. So i'll talk when he's up from the sound slumber.
Later
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