We are excited. But with little to do till April 11th, we wander around creating our own excitement - we meet our future classmates, we visit ISB, we discuss laptops, the economy, loans, trips, we blog about every moment, book tickets for April, give advice and generally jump around.
Remember that birthday so long ago with that gaily wrapped present sitting on the table. Mum insisted on waiting for the party to end before opening it. For the next few hours you wished you had xray vision, you petted it just so lovingly, carried it around like a fool, shook it gently and guessed hard.
But you had to wait, baby.
Nothing’s changed even now - we gotta wait till the clock ticks to the chosen hour.
Jump all you want to, but we gotta wait anyway. :-)
New Routines
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It’s clear, so plain,Your words drift again,The echoes fall flat,And
silence hums in pain!You seek new light,New hobbies in sight,Old rhythms
grow thin,As ...
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