I realize that the time has come for complete randomness. I have innumerable people I don’t know in my college, songs in a language I don’t understand that I not only have in my collection but I also sing. I have ‘friends’ on my g-talk list with names I don’t recognize. And Choco-lattes that taste like badly made milo, though that is just unfortunate, am still sad about it.

Very recently I was in deep conversation about how life in law college can change a person. How I came full circle, how the beautiful She, before me, came to no where in particular. How we both are despite our many differences at the same place in space anyway. But through it all I felt very important. She knew my name, I obviously didn’t know her. And it went on. Till I cared to enquire about her doleful life in the first year. An eye brow arched, she tells me its her second. In surprise I say, “Ah! Haven’t seen you around here before.” A sudden bout of amnesia or selective memory clubbed with foot in the mouth disease I ask her, ” I didn’t get your name, what is it?” And hence, we haven’t spoken since.

Apparently we had been on good terms, she would certify that. Not that CRC would care about it. Policies have been relaxed, you see. Regardless.

I have finally cleaned my room, not that it looks it. But I know its clean. Knowing is after all believing.

So much for non-sense. I have work I should do.