Jagao jagao, nescafe pilao! Anything which can wake one up on a cold and dull morning is the distinct aroma of the coveted beans which we call coffee. The beans leave a subliminal impression on the striated layers of our grey cells. Each cell is woken up suddenly by the coffee touching our taste buds, and then we realize that it wasn't just a verisimilar tale that we were in, but its the reality which is stranger than fiction. Yes the dream has gone, but who knows our life is a dream, waking up in the morning might be a dream for a person sleeping in the night. Drinking the coffee might be popping the sleeping pill for the night for a person in dream.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Something is in the air
There's always something in the air.... Most of the 'thing' is although not visible to the human eye. This is the reason why people have no idea when the 'thing' which is in the air is in the air.
But this season, when a shot of cognac is more than necessary if one has to move out in the late nights. Talking about late nights I observe people involved in some activity in the capmus. Its true many of them are supposedly studying for the Majors, the other people are just getting into the mood.
Some people are happy to just say that life is unfair that exams have come. Suddenly? Eh? All this long life was so fair when they were bunking classes. :) I also think the same way.
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