The Studying starts now.

It has suddenly dawned upon me that the end-sems start in ~10 more days. Gah. Hence I will start studying.

Now since I can’t possibly hope to study everything in the syllabus– I wouldn’t remember even if I did–and I don’t think they expect us to do so, I have decided to study only that which I like and leave out the rest. They can go take a hike.

Hence from “English Literature 1760-1830″ I will be studying

• Samuel Taylor Coleridge
• Percy Bysshe Shelley
• George Gordon Byron
• Emma by Jane Austen
• Rights of man by Thomas Paine

From “English Literature 1830-1900″ I will be studying

• Alfred Lord Tennyson
• Matthew Arnold
• Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
• “The Hero as Prophet” from “On Heroes, Hero-Worship, and the Heroic in History” by Thomas Carlyle

It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now

::Rage Against The Machine

Back again.

I need better titles. Newayz, been some time since I’ve blogged. Muchos Apologies. So What’s Up?

I’ve got my JU ID card. This means I should get a new mobile number soon.

I have been reading a lot. Poems, essays, novels….you get the drift. I’m planning to join a couple of libraries.

I’ve had to be extremely careful when spending. It’s quite a new feeling having to look in the wallet and wonder where all that money went.

I have good filter coffee once a week. There are a couple of places where for Rs.10 you get a nice bit of filter coffee.

The food at my mess S.U.C.K.S Big time. There’s only potatoes, veggies are a rarity. Fish/Egg and sometimes chicken.

Kolkata’s water tastes awful.

The traffic is murderous. You never know who’s gonna go berserk, climb the footpath(when there’s such a thing) and run over you. The State buses, minibuses,share autos(a peculiar phenomenon in which one auto contains six people) race to get the most passengers. If in the process they run over a few people, well…they don’t really care.

That’s all for now.

HP 7

Nope, I ain’t going to reveal the plot, or going to give annoying spoilers. I ain’t even going to hint. All I’m gonna say is “Rowling seems to have forgotten that she was writing a book, intended mainly for children.” She deals out death and mutilation with a generous hand. The language is a bit unrestrained at times. And sometimes it reads like an M&B novel.

But the book is enjoyable. Make no mistake. I think this book is by far the best. The tone, plot,settings, characters are all marvellously written. After the unadulterated crap that was HP5 and the piffle that was HP6, HP7 comes as a delightful, if slightly sombre, read. Buy It, Read it, then Read it again.

PS: See, no spoilers,no plot revelations, no annoying thingies.