The Resurrection

I hope the title says it all. I feel like writing again. "There she goes again!", some may say, but seriously, I feel like writing again. I read my very first post and thought that that could have been written way better. I observed a very subtle, time-based transition in the quality of writing. So if nothing else, I can at least improve the way I write.

A lot has happened in the three years that this blog has been dormant. For one the elusive PhD is over...yeah I graduated :). I have a job..yay! India has a new Prime Minister ;). My bamboo is almost a feet tall. Ok you get the picture. So it is time that I take an active stand and comment on such important things like my alarm clock's snooze button. Heh!

Yes. I don't know whether snooze buttons on alarm clocks have been around for a long time, but believe me they are a godsend. The extra fifteen minutes of sleep that I get snoozing feels wonderful. It is almost as if you have been given the gift of time. You eventually get up later than planned (Great! get stuck in traffic on the way to work), but you can at least tell yourself that you make an effort (almost everyday ;)). Back home, my Dad was the 'snoozer'. He would patiently come and 'try' to wake me up at frequent intervals. I am not a morning person. But unfortunately, for two straight years, I had to get up at 4 every morning (if you have spent your high school years in India, you'll know why too) to read about things like the 'Van de Graff generator' or the 'trajectory of a projectile' and so forth (physics can be interesting, but some of the topics are just plain abstract, especially at 4 in the morning). I won't digress from the main point here. There my Dad was, waiting to wake me up with a cup of coffee (which was reheated every 10 minutes), and I would keep saying 'another 5 minutes' Dad. Well, it has been 9 years since then, and the 'begging for extra time' bit has not changed. Long live 'SNOOZE' bars.

Phew....that's a start...right? It feels good to be back.