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One word headings seem to be the order of the day. And the reason for the seemingly unrelated heading is a particularly nagging preoccupation at this point of time.

I've often wanted to post. But I couldn't think of anything to write. I think this situation can arise in two scenarios: either you don't have anything to say, or you have too much. In my case it's the latter.

Life here has been so absorbing that I barely notice the days pass by. I have just started to connect back to the outside world - friends who are now scattered all over the country. Sometimes I feel exhilerated when I think of my environment and all that I could possibly achieve, if I tried. The opportunities are available.Sometimes I feel trapped by the numerous testsand assignments and the daily relentless grind of classes. On most days the first thing I do when I get back to the room is to crash on the bed, for as little time or as long as my schedule permits. I feel exhausted by the end of the day.

At one point of time I had wanted this blog to be a journal of sorts of my life here at SP, but then I realised that I cannot do justice to it by writing about it. Such a life only has to be experienced.

New friendships are developing, in various types and speeds. I am optimistic that we will form life long bonds :)

Finally!

I never knew when this day would come, and I am glad that it is finally here. It's been .. over 10 days since I joined SPJIMR, but it feels like years. Maybe it's because of the rousing welcome we got from the seniors. Maybe it's because of the schedule, which kicked off at full speed from the moment we arrived.

One major reason for this delay is that half of us here have not got our laptops yet. In the past week I've found it to be a critical part of the learning in the classroom and out of it, and most importantly it is the vital connection to the outside world. Not having one is a serious handicap.

I am currently staying in a building that is dwarfed by the numerous ones around it. The biggest and singlemost advantage of my hostel is its location. It's barely 30 seconds from the college and another minute from the mess, thanks to which I can get around despite the horrible Mumbai rains. Otherwise I feel like a caged bird. I look out of the balcony and see another (taller) building barely a foot away. That's it. That is all that is there, as far as the eye can see :(

Classes are interesting, but understanding-wise I falter between completely blank and a very very vague idea of the proceedings. The subjects have no relation whatsoever to my background. I am learning a new a-b-c. Let's hope that things get better with time.

I'm glad I am in a city, after four years in the middle of nowhere. Of course, Pilani has its advantages, but the lack of connectivity and some basic amenities gets to you after a while. I haven't ventured too far out yet, but am looking forward to discovering a city that many say "grows on you".

Six months at home sweet home has made me more attached to it than I realised. For a "seasoned" hostelite, I still miss home at times. The yawning distance and the impossiblity of meeting people dear to you is difficult to handle. Yet another thing which I hope time will heal.