Random

Things have not been going on at the same pace as they should have been , I sometimes feel there is paucity of time , that has never been so , even during dire situations during exams. That is something new for me.
It was kind of some of my friends to tell me that I have forgotten everything of the past. I acknowledge that , I do not remember what I was three years ago , even two , it seems I have awoken after a long slumber , may be I have gone into one.
Though I wish I hadn't forgotten my quantitative skills , which unfortunately has been .
I was going into the 'phase' , which some people glorify , some condemn , but this time it could not acquaintance rape me off my self-esteem , self-pride , and whatever pompous words people use to define themselves. May be it was because of the paucity of time , may be because of me growing into a stoic ( which makes me wonder ) , may be .
I would never like to acknowledge to have lost the above characteristics and so would not write further on it.
Which brings me to a question which has been forcing me to think a lot recently. If someone asks me why they should hire me , and I tell them a few things that I could do , and if they append an "and" to it , what should be my answer ? For I do not see something overtly exceptional that I can do , something which not many in this world might be able to do.
While typing this , I reminisce a shot from the movie 'Pursuit of Happyness' when Will Smith goes into the interview room and is asked about his grades and to which he replies something like ' If I do not know anything , I will say I do not know , but I will find it how to do it , and I'll do it'.
Well cannot anything like the above be done by a sophomore who has access to Google? What is so special in that?
Well , may be I am reading too much into abstract , may be the Pareto Principle of the 80-20 follows up here , may be ignorance is indeed bliss. May be?
Yesterday while talking to one of my friends ,I was a fervent advocate for living a life for passion , and yet right now I am not totally convinced myself , but I find myself more and more accepting the idea in the above lines.
Day before yesterday was India's 62nd Independence Day , and my dad was not at all happy to know I did not go for the flag hoisting. In this clime of aggrandizing a leader who has canvassed herself to the top on account of her caste , where she is wasting away my dad's taxes on her larger than life statues , where freedom to education and competition of some has been compromised on an excuse of social inclusion and welfare , well not many would have envisioned a free India of such sorts. If Salman Rushdie writes another book on the lines Midnight's children about the present scenario , he would write about a man sitting in a hostel of Allahabad hallucinating ways in which the country would be free of parasites and leeches of the country.

I heard to Bob Marley today. His songs have some great lyrics. I think I like reggae.
Enough of this random rant.