changelling

It's time to move again! Three years, three new cities but this time round I am moving to the same city. Just a different flat with different mates. So now it's time to be nostalgic. Anyone with a weak heart stop reading right now!

So, what have I done in the last one year at Leodis Residences at the University of Leeds? In two words 'had fun'. It's been a fantastic experience staying here with Bernard and Dwight. We have had crazy times here, got drunk innumerable times and enjoyed each and every day to it's fullest. We have had so many people coming over everyday too, I can hardly remember any day when it was just us having dinner alone. It's been a party flat and that's one thing I will definitely miss about it.

The new flat... it's a proper house. No more student accommodation. No more pretty girls flashing you, no more dancing across the flats, no more coming back form parties and waking everyone up , no more exam cramming, no more eating food with tens of people over, no more coming to the flat and not knowing if it's the right one as everyone looks different, no more spontaneous parties, no more deep conversations about the future, no more being a kiddo. It's time to grow up.

Or is it?

Lets wait and see.

war of the toads

The Australian army as been called upon to stop the march of the Cane toads from the western part of Australia. Huh?

Well.. the cane toads are venomous toads which can kill animals as big as the crocodile within minutes. And believe it or not, they are not native to the continent with the highest number of poisonous creatures in the world. They were imported from Hawaii to stop the growth of the Cane Beetles which were plaguing the country in the 1930s.

Never mess with Nature eh? Finally Australia made some news on the BBC though.

Past few days I have been watching the World at War series made by BBC some time ago. It shows shocking footage from the World War II. I am glad I wasn't alive during that time. But it seems that we are going towards the same age with the international community getting uneasy again. I hope we stop fighting soon.

I had a long conversation about wars with Kate and Alison today. I was arguing that wars, as terrible as they are, will never be able to stop and aiming for an ideal world is unfortunately futile. Cynical as it seems, power is what people want, and through wars will we able to invent things which change the world. Necessity is the mother of invention they say.

The two girls didn't agree.

one more week

It's been a long time since I have written anything. There have been a few things keeping me busy.

First and foremost, the World Cup has started! So this means there is lots of football on TV and helps pass my evenings very well. England has won it's first two game and though the performance has been rather disappointing at times, the potential is there to see.

Then there has been lots of work going on in the lab. I have been doing some programming in Visual Basic which seems to be going on pretty well right now.

And finally the departure of my flatmates. Bernard left today morning and Mark will be leaving tomorrow. Thankfully Dwight is going to be coming back pretty soon, but right now, the flat is like a ghost paradise. But it does give me a chance to get some reading done. I have almost finished reading The Lord of the Rings.

This is all till something exciting comes up. And yes, my foot is much better, now I can hobble about pretty quickly.

it's coming home

The crosses of St George are flying all around me
(David Bekham the whole of England is with you)
(Oh it's saved, saved, saved)
We still believe
We still believe
We still believe

It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home

It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home

Tears for heroes dressed in grey
No plans for final day
Stay in bed, drift away

It could have been all
Songs in the street
It was nearly complete
It was nearly so sweet
And now I'm singing

Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
No more years of hurt
No more need for dreaming

Talk about football coming home
And then one night in Rome
We were strong, we had grown
And now I see Frank ready for war
Gerrard good as before
Owen certain to score
And Rooney screaming

Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
No more years of hurt
No more need for dreaming

We can dance Peter's dance
We could dance it in France

It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home

It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home

Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
No more years of hurt
No more need for dreaming..

where is the light?

The spectrometer, which is a part of the instrument I am working with is acting really weird. Today it ate up a few lines which are supposed to be there. I have no idea what is happening but hopefully the evil spirit would have left the dungeons of my lab and traveled to happier places. (extremely scientific reasoning eh?)

Bernard is going to leave in a few days. If you have no idea whom I am talking about, Bernard is one of my flatmates this year. It has been fantastic living with him and Dwight. I am going to miss them a lot. It is totally weird how you make such good friends with people and then you have to move on all of a sudden. But well.. no crying here. Dwight is going to stay with us in the new flat for a few months at least and I am sure that staying with Rose and Mick is going to be great fun too.

Also, thank you for the kind comments on my new hair cut. May your hair turn like mine. Who was the one with the last comment, that was funny stuff?

hair

Yes. I chopped it all off. I'm not bald, but pretty close to it. It's summer here if you can say so and hence I decided to get into the mood and encourage the sun if my existence has any impact (I'm guessing not).

But its fantastic how a hair cut can make you look like a completely different person. People have good hair days and bad hair days. I have a bad hair life! But everytime I go to the barber, I present them with a challenge at least.

It's surprising how much time and money one tends to spend on his/her hair. All the shampoo, conditioner, gel, wax, oil and what not. And then combing it for ages setting it right. It can make a difference, it does make you feel better about yourself really.

I have heard that beer is really good for your hair.

I like the idea.

no more football for a while

It's not the metatarsal!

I did my ankle really bad though. Can't even walk on it. It was daft accident too; so along with the agonising pain, there was terrible embarrassment to deal with. But now there is no excitement for a couple of weeks at least.