A miss is as good as a mile.
I’ve been cribbing badly to scribble here for quite a while now, but as you know, the net here is pathetic (I’ve mentioned it a million times before as well); and hence I was unable to do so. Moreover, somebody chided me yesterday of squandering my time away and me becoming so unblogger like(Which I’m, nevertheless). But the original post which I’ve been wanting to write is not this one. I’m writing this one just for the heck of writing it.
Now something about the quote.
Out of the blue moon, this propped in my head today morning. By the way, I woke up pretty early today, at 6:30, and strangely enough.. I didn’t feel dizzy thereafter -just a hangover of 5 day long weekend- you really can’t blame me for it!
I do have a special relationship with this quote; this reminded me of all the sweet and really productive time I have had during my 10th board preparation. It took me back to my old house, to that bookmark on which it was written, to all those thoughts and memories I had then. How important to me boards result was then, even though I was fully aware of it’s futility at the same time. But I used to convince myself that this is equally a lame alibi to runaway from all the hard work et al. But I also knew, 10 years down the line, no body -including Me- would give a tiny rats ass as to what did I do in my tenth boards! This made me so much calm in my mind, and gave me so much solace. No wonder, I didn’t feel drowsy at all thereafter!
And yet, I was late for my 8AM class today, and that too, astronomically.. by almost 25 minutes! In an hour long lecture! Don’t you smirk. Agreed, that I take a whole lot more time in getting ready than my peers(male peers, to be more specific 
) Then I’ve to eat equally leisurly as well. Lets accept this guys, I can never be on time in that class! 
