And it seems finally, with the conclusion of the APMSS, that my holiday is finally at an end. It has been a great holiday, travelling, helping, getting inspired again. And with that realisation that the holiday is ending, there comes the usual dose of sadness and helplessness of starting yet another semester away from home.

But this year, I'm gonna try to focus on the good things, on the good times that have passed, and on the good times that will be. Its a conscious decision, i think, to not fall once again into that hell hole that was 2012. After all, i think I have found again some of the reasons for why i wanted to do medicine in the first place.

There's a story somewhere about the pictures and how i can't remember the names of the people in them, and how perhaps i'd never see them again even though i hope to. So, Hi, my friends in pictures that you prolly dont remember being in, Thanks for the pictures, and thanks for the memories. I do not expect you to remember my name, nor me in the future, but i do hope our futures cross again, however impossible it may be. Cheers. 

New Years

This year is different. I think it is.

You know how there's always a year hangover, where you still sign off dates in the previous year well into January or even February of the new year? That doesn't seem to be the case this year. In fact, I've been looking forward to 2013 for about a couple of months now. Never have i yearned the change of the year that much.

2012 has not been good. But why harp on the bad times. 2013! Get your Hopes and Aspirations here on 2013! The year which promises to be better than the last! 2013!

2013 started on a purple note though.

To everyone out there. Happy New Year. And may you be as hopeful about 2013 as I am.

"But just in case I stand one little chance, 
Here's the jackpot question in advance.
What are you doing on New Year's, 
New Year's eve?"

2 places

So. I'm now 23. To be honest, it doesn't feel much unlike 22. But perhaps that's just because I'm new to being 23. Who knows, this year may be different.

Was talking to friends, and it seems that things, have truly changed as we age. Some people, with whom we share so much of in the past, have vanished out of your life, existing merely as a snippet on facebook, or a tweet, or a faraway hearsay of what happened or not to them. And though it's true that these people, however big a part they played in your life till now, would be but a footnote for the chapters that would soon follow. Everyone seems to be having a great life now. And I'm happy for that.

And so here i am, newly 23, made a wish without a birthday cake this year. But this year more than ever, i want it to come true.

For you see, I'm more than ready for a new chapter. A new corridor in Destiny's gardens. 

And as I approach yet another birthday. Things feel different this time.

To be honest, this year wasn't bad. In fact, going by past years, one may actually consider it a good year. I mean, a car, living in the most liveable city in the world, one can hardly ask for more. But it too is this year where I feel the depression of social isolation. Sure, most of it may be self inflicted, my weaning off of social media has not seen a opposite rise in human interactions. It started with emails which I stopped replying, then it became Facebook messages, and now, even some texts. It seems a slippery slope. One which in the new year, I hope to stop myself from falling further down.

It's not a good birthday this year.

Hopefully. Next year will be much improved.

The Wongwagon

Tomorrow. I get my first set of wheels. They say, you'd never forget your first car. And hell I'm excited to get that car. More to follow.

Shadow days

Did you know that you could be wrong
And swear you’re right
Some people been known to do it
All their lives

But you find yourself alone
Just like you found yourself before
Like I found myself in pieces
On the hotel floor

Hard times help me see

I’m a good man with a good heart
Had a tough time, got a rough start
But I finally learned to let it go
Now I’m right here, and I’m right now
And I’m hoping, knowing somehow
That my shadow days are over
My shadow days are over now

Or I'm trying to put them behind anyway. Its hard to stay on the light side. 

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.

Of new old songs.

Its wierd. How sometimes a song you suddenly found out about suddenly just fills up your whole life. It becomes the melody you hum on the sidewalk, the music playing while you study, the music you fall asleep to. The song may not be new, in fact, its a long time since it was written now. But there's a comfort in repeatedly playing and listening to that song, a feeling of familarity, a little of 'i've heard this before somewhere'. And you try to find a deeper meaning to that song, if it means anything beyond the record companies and dollar bills. If there's a something beyond synthesized love, or synthesized soothing. If there's just something more to that. 

Hello. Its been awhile. 

We dreamers have our ways

Of facing rainy daysAnd somehow we survive
We keep the feelings warmProtect them from the stormUntil our time arrives
Then one day the sun appearsAnd we come shining through those lonely years
I made it through the rainI kept my world protectedI made it throught the rainI kept my point of viewI made it through the rainAnd found myself respectedBy the others whoGot rained on tooAnd made it through
When friends are hard to findAnd life seems so unkindSometimes you feel so afraid
Just aim beyond the cloudsAnd rise above the crowdsAnd start your own parade
'Cause when I chased my fears awayThat's when I knew that I could finally say
I made it through the rainI kept my world protectedI made it throught the rainI kept my point of viewI made it through the rainAnd found myself respectedBy the others whoGot rained on tooAnd made it through


-I made it through the rain, Barry Manilow


I have not ''Made it'', but just counting down the days to be able to sing this song. and perhaps, in more ways than one.