Boredom

Defined by Fischer as-"an unpleasant, transient affective state in which d individual feels a pervasive lack of interest in and difficulty concentrating on the current activity".
how true.... fr sum1 who doesnt open their books unless exams r breathin down my neck... i'v been sooo bored today as i write dis dat i was learnin sumthin dat didnt even hav a connection to my current syllabus...nw sum ppl mite think well learnin is learnin n it dnt matter wat its abt..bt shdn't i hav been more responsible n studied the current syllabus? n i dnt even knw why am writin dis blog coz its nt gonna make sense..bt i felt lik my mind needed to crap sumthin...so dat was dat..n nw it wud be amazin if i jst went off to bed!
P.S...ashish's blog-d link fr which u cn find thru naeem's profile has quite a good recent post...take a read on..

feelin weird...

alll good things in life come to an end...n so has coll fr my seniors...i gt acquainted wid dem fr purely selfish reasons...bt they'v turned out to b d greatest pals ever...my usual day in coll starts wid knwin their timetable...wen dey will b free fr us to catch up n hw we'l gang up on msn on sum poor un-suspecting chap...n laff our heads off.....n tho most of d frndshp will still b dere....(m plannin to preserve it all...) i'l still hav a shock once am donnin d senior mantle.... there'l b no i wud look upto in coll...no meetin dem outside in corridors...no more crackin pjs'...no bitchin abt d profs....no more of a lot of things...n soon dat too shall pass.....coll life wud end fr me as well.... n all tht wud b left bac..is sum memories...m jst grateful they'r awesum:)

I was at dadar stn recently...n it looked like a town built into itself...am sure d entire town of blackburn is not as populated as dadar stn is even at 2.30 in d afternoon...i mean dnt ppl usually nap?? n mayb dats d beauty of dis beautiful city i call home-MUMBAI....i loved it wen it was Bombay...n to me it will always remain...Bombay...its a bit difficult fr me to connect with the wrd Mumbai...Bombay- a city of dreams...a city fr every1...a city where u have d elitists n d poor...n all jst mesh into the fabric that this city weaves day in n day out.. bomb-blasts seem to have lost their effect on this city..is it because of apathy towards those who'v been affected or because we believe life has to move on?? i choose to believe its the latter coz i'v seen ppl on the road help out each other durin d floods...n hav been there to pick up those falling into ditches...the whole political issue with the ppl from other parts of this country wantin to reside here...is absolutely baseless...for if u cnt move about freely within ur own country of birth...d whole point of freedom is lost...n yet everyday..bby still welcomes so many ppl with open arms...sum make a life ala King Khan n sum jst dissappear into d crwd...At the end of the day...d city gives u bac wat u give it...so Salaam Bombay...there wnt b a home like u..nt nw...nt ever:)

ok...am gonna follow my guru into dis wrld of bloggin...n i'v recently discovered dat i cud write pretty decently..since i'v been completing assgnmnts fr BMM students...neat huh?? so am hopin i cn conncet wid the wrld- those publishers, editors..w.e...n who knws i mite bcome dis huge(metaphorically ofc) writer....so World Of Blogs...here i come!!