March madness
March drives me crazy.
I've written about it before. (http://thesilkenthreadofnescience.blogspot.in/2012/03/march-madness.html)
And yet the specter of March continues to haunt me. How can it not, though? The sky above makes me want to be a cloud, and the soft wind of the night brings with it a pleasurable chill.
But here am I, reading one research paper after another, waiting for the exams. Curse of the student life strikes again. Another March gone. I still feel that restlessness in my soul, the hunger that very few things in the world can quench.
As this month will recede into the next, I'll be looking forward to something else. My internship.
Maybe March is just a harbinger. That's why it brings out that madness in us. It's everywhere - in the water, in the air. Say, can't you just smell the anticipation?
I've written about it before. (http://thesilkenthreadofnescience.blogspot.in/2012/03/march-madness.html)
And yet the specter of March continues to haunt me. How can it not, though? The sky above makes me want to be a cloud, and the soft wind of the night brings with it a pleasurable chill.
But here am I, reading one research paper after another, waiting for the exams. Curse of the student life strikes again. Another March gone. I still feel that restlessness in my soul, the hunger that very few things in the world can quench.
As this month will recede into the next, I'll be looking forward to something else. My internship.
Maybe March is just a harbinger. That's why it brings out that madness in us. It's everywhere - in the water, in the air. Say, can't you just smell the anticipation?
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