rantings of a suppressed blogger

Tutorials and lectures wait for no man. Precisely the deduction that one can draw after nearly completing a semester in BITS Pilani. Funny how it works. I mean, you have the time of your life and all, you head-bang for hours into the night, right till th wee minutes in the morning, you live an entire week on the flipside (bemused?), you watch explosive dance shows In Razzmatazz, freak out in the biggest rock n metal competition in the country in Rocktaves, you cheer and jeer and shout yourself hoarse as models walk past in Fash P ... you groove till you drop as DJs battle it out in Sonic Stampede ...

I mean what more can someone actually crave for?

Then suddenly its all over and you are staring blankly at some white paper and black print ... you try and read and understand what it tries to convey, you don't comprehend a word. You freak out again, and start having nightmares. You yowl and squeal in your sleep. You start sleepwalking (believe it or not, one guy in my hostel actually did all that!) Chemistry paper goes to the dogs, only to be followed by an even nightmarish ghoul in the form of thermodynamics. That goes to the gutters, and finally you are left with two weeks of time, a gargantuan amount of course material to cover, and the final end sem comprehensive examinations staring right at you, piercing you with its glare and freaking you out all the more.

That my friends was the reason for abstaining from blogging for more than a month. While blogging remains to be my favourite past time, things get difficult when you do not really have time to pass! So adieu, I end this short post which I hope has satisfied all you wramblingz-starved souls, and thrown light onto the difficulties that prevent me from doing what I love to do. I hope all you wonderful blogger friends understand why I had temporarily disappeared from the blogosphere, and I end with the promise that ... since the show must go on, wramblingz shall never die!

Cheers