In this wake of a brilliant morning, amidst the chirps of the sparrows and kaaws of crows, beyond the confines of wall and wood, I'm stumped by what lies ahead apart from an hour each of English literature and Microprocessor systems.
I realise that a blog entry after a dormancy of year, needs to justify the absence,to seek forgiveness from the junta, to reaffirm resolutions and to provide a preface to what may be expected in the days to come. But, that my dear friends, might have been the normal scheme of things. And as of now, in a time of economic depression, a period in the clockwork of history that calls for a restructuring of the systems we have been acquainted with, i find little incentive to follow the course that is expected of me.And hence i deviate, to become a deviant in my own domain.. ;)(~unless ,of course,you consider the script above as a deliberation on my intentions, and resoning for my negligence ~)
Its been a day of prepartations... installing ScribeFire, fiddling with the settings of Blogger and FeedBurner, and mods on both the Windows and Ubuntu (Hardy ) platforms.My intentions were to publish something yesterday, but a disturbed head caught me unawares and forced me into a night of dark uncomfortable slumber.
Spring has its grace in the morning, amidst the bright spears of solar brilliance, but as the dark overpowers the light, so do the creatures of the dread arise. And for us denizens, of this rural land named Roorkee, what greater dread is there than a murder of mosquitoes?And these buzzing entities are, my friend, the cause of greatest discomfort in a tropical land during the most pleasantest of seasons.
.. To tweet or not to tweet!..
-jprahladan
A question i gotta answer ... with my loyalty to twitter at stake :P catch you folks at :
https://twitter.com/jprah
