Of course it’s still sinking in that I’m now in the Masters course. Things are going just fine. In the class, on the field, my Google desktop and Digsby, studying for and not for the exam, arbitgiri, exotic chocolates … a good start to the year I’d say. Made an unlikely new friend in the campus, with she inferring that I’m a good guy (!?) after talking to me just for a couple of minutes.
Yet, somewhere deep inside, I remain pensive. Sometimes it becomes so painstakingly frustrating to realize that it’s still there. It still feels the same way it felt a year back. I don’t know. I’ve done some things I still can’t believe, some I still regret (do I?). I know I have to spend a couple of years here, but bidding farewell won’t be easy. Circumstances made me believe anything is possible, but … I just don’t know.
