Two-some trouble.

Its been a week since the blog's 'rolled out', and I feel empty already. A feeling of emptiness creeps inside and it scares me to have nothing to say. I'm sure you'd all concur to the fact that with constant access to internet, you get hooked on to a lot of nonsense - mostly the hazaar social networks/instant messaging services and the sorts; and I haven't been any different, being compulsively hooked on to Facebook prying around for interesting photos/videos/funnily-philosophical-status updates or spending time logged on - awaiting some long lost friend to mail me on one of my accounts, all the while surfing around, looking for something interesting to read. This takes up most of my time online, in fact most of the time I'm not asleep is spent thus - completely unavailing. And therefore as a result, I realize I have nothing much to say; if not nothing at all. Not valid reasoning you'd say, neither outrightly deductive nor entirely inductive, but the fact remains that as I write this, I still am thinking of what to write next!

Neither has the week been anything more than exceptionally average. Its been cold and windy, and with the intermittent rains, made getting out of the comforts of a house a displeasing exercise. I did so, though, every evening when I religiously packed my bag to hit the REC (short for Student Recreation Center) where I swam nearly a third of a mile and played table tennis/badminton for a while before one of us decided it was time to get back home (to a not so sumptuous dinner). Watched a few movies, one of which, presumably French - 'Daughter of Keltoum' had quite a touching story to tell and I'd recommend it to anyone who found 'Babel' interesting. Also finished another 20 odd pages off what I choose to believe is the best book I've ever laid my hands on (talks a lot of the prolificacy of my reading). The coming few days are forecast to be colder than before, and I'm already expecting another period of - mental lassitude, dissatisfaction at life at large, having nothing important to do although I know I have quite a few, another unproductive week, and a not so fun-filled weekend! 

With this, I end this essay ordinaire on the nothingness that defined the past week. Adios. 

...and then, where was I?!

Waking up to another lazy Spring afternoon, I saw nothing better than to sit in the hall - pleasing my senses to the sounds of water dripping from the awnings on the small puddles of water that formed overnight. Silly as it may seem, I tried to match its rhythm, the pitter-patter of water drops to the ticking of the clock in the room, the only other discernible sound I sense, apart from the low whirring sound of my laptop's fan, and soon dismissed this little fancy of mine. Every once and again as I open the door, the slight drizzle, or the rare heavy, moisture laden gust of wind broke into the hall, beckoning me to the beautiful weather outside.

And all the while, I had been pondering over starting this; having deliberated for quite a few years now, I was rationalizing why I should or not. I found there was no answer. And now, after a rather child-like thought of 'Why not?' took over me, I find myself writing this inane stub of an introductory blog. So...

Hi!

I am no one in particular; just another Indian graduate student in the US of A, with that same familiar feel of 'being lost in a jungle so immense, there is no going back' shared by quite a few of us. Yet, there is something enchanting about it, that on the rare times you do find your way out, it'd be (still be) impossible (if not impossible) to do so. I come with rustic views; from a rather 'remote' part of India - a land of many a myth and mysteries, Southies and Northies, rotis and sabzis, computers and ITES. Funnily, as I read the previous line over, I find a zillion descriptions that I've missed and could've been a lot more apt, and hence I leave it all to readers' discretion.

Here, you'll mainly find my million lamentations and sighs, a few cherished moments of bliss, memories and a lot more general 'BS'ing. Feel free to comment.