Get me more Choglet

I wanted to write about a couple of things and one more:

It's spring and it's so beautiful that it's difficult to believe. I wish the world remained like this always. (I am talking English like an imbecile. Orkut has this effect among other things.)

David Gilmour gives me this bitter sweet feeling that kinda feels like a crush. (Of all the things to have crushes about)

I am doing some horrific French translations.
I like being at home during spring very much. On second thoughts, I like being outdoors as much. College specifically. I miss JU very very much.

I still haven't a job. It's kinda beginning to worry me now.

I think I shall fall sick for not having gone for the trek. Beginning winter in Calcutta does NOT do me good.
Stupid stupid life, where things don't always work out the way you want it to.

I shall no longer go to college and my English and general way with the world will get worse and worse for not having what they call intellectual nourishment. I shall become stupid.

Oh and I read this blog about a young about to have child person and I am really grossed. I do not want to marry or to have children in a very long time, thank you. What did you think life was for? To tow the line?
I mean not in the way she put it. Putting names to everything: I am a WIFE. What I am in is MARRIAGE. Why do we make nice things into boring and mind numbing patterns. That's what wrong with society. It's dying trying to understand itself by puttingnames to everything. Taking away the fun of writing your own relationships, your own life.

Didya know Kavya Vishwanathan was Amitav Ghosh's student?
Joy Goswami is on Orkut.

Gilmour is ruthless in a very precise way, and no frills to himself. I find it really difficult to imagine him with Polly Samson. I guess it must be good..