Redux

And the planning starts from this week for the Back-to-Ladakh trip. It’s going to be epic! Oh yes sir, it will be. Ladakh here we come. Less than 8 months to go. This time, I will make amends to the lack of flexibility we had last year. I hope this time another Kansas City Shuffle won’t be necessary. Fingers crossed fo folks so they make it. Passionate people, check. Fun quotient, check check. Non-obnoxious, collegial ladies and gentlemen, triple check. Of all the people I seriously hope D and the Rapunzel makes it. Abhi and TG looks like a done deal. USC and YG would be cherry on top. Or if it comes to worse and I have to do it alone, so be it.

Nostalgia

Or something else? I have debated time and time again to no particular success. Maybe it’s the historic and beautiful campus; or maybe it’s my repressed psychological longing to get back to my inter-school rivalry days by cheering for the football team at Scott Stadium again, singing the good ol’ song to the tunes of Auld Lang Syne every time the Cavaliers score points in a perfect Fall afternoon.  Maybe it’s the brand name that comes with the Politics department and the university.Well, for sure I’m happy as a smug bug where I am and academically in terms of South Asian Politics UVA does not have any comparative advantage to GSU that I need to try for a transfer back to UVA. As they, the grass is greener on the other side or so it seems to the observer.

Or maybe, just maybe, it’s just that I want to spend time with a certain someone. Silly, I know. Irrational, more so. The matters of the heart are a mystery even to the Wise.

Spark

I think I should blog more happen. Perhaps that’s the way to stave off the writer’s block and finish two-and-a-half course papers and do a slam dunk on the journal paper. Short, succinct thingpieces. Just enough to stave off ennui and the itching urge to check out facebook. Productivity is the need of the hour. As someone said two falls back, there’s no respite before tenure. it’s going to be a long, tough road and that’s exactly the beauty of it.

On a different note, I feel bad about deleting the old blogger blog. I don’t even have them ol’ posts backed up. Too much outrageous sophomoric stuff back there. But still, seller’s remorse if there’s any such thing.

Note to self: must finish the Ladakh travelogue. Next summer’s back to Ladakh trip is 8 months away and I haven’t been able to finish past year’s travelogue. It’s shameful. Blah.

Memento

I wish you did not give up dancing. I never saw you professionally dance but I believe you’re the most talented young classical dancer India never had. It’s not flattery. This is what I believe.  I have spoken.

By the way, why does every girl in this photo except you seem like a huge bitch? Especially J in the left middle? What’s with dancers tending to be refined bitches anyway?

September 28, 2001

Take me back. Someone, anyone.