I need no sunshine to make me happy. Unexpected early morning conversations or mere ten minutes of casual banter are more than enough. These are times when I absolutely love my life.

A name is all I craved. Turns out that I was wrong. Totally. Certain things should never be named. They find their own identities.

Hence, I rest my case. And hope. I will either see light with time or see myself break. Bothways, the journey matters. And I will make it as beautiful as possible.

A beautiful life.

A few snapshots of my second year at Rutgers:

1) I still don't feel like going to classes. I do go, though.

2) I have to work for money. I am now a teaching assistant or a TA.

3) I have no fucking idea of what I am supposed to do as a TA. And its already second week into the semester.

4) I know what I am not supposed to do though. Guess what? I am not supposed to sleep with any of my hot skimpily clad undergraduate students. That is the first thing they told at the TA orientation program!

5) I am taking a course in statistical genetics. Fancy, eh? The genetics part, I only know how to spell it. The statistical part, not much more than the spelling either.

6) Everyone around me seems to be engaged in an international level conspiracy to make me eat broccolis. And I fucking hate it!

7) I get acidity whenever I drink beer!

8) Since I have some antacids at my disposal, I still drink beer. Lots of it. And get splitting headaches and get sleepy. Then I have coffee to make the headache go away. In the whole process I also make the sleep go away. Hence, I tend to remain awake till 4 or 5 in the morning. Unhealthy, to say the least.

9) I religiously call up people who are not very keen on speaking with me.

10) I found out a kati roll place in Rutgers, spent 5$ on a beef tikka roll that is smaller than my "thing" and still boasted about my feat to people back in Kolkata. How pathetic can you get!

11) And I have no better work to do than solving a random online puzzle and writing all this at the middle of the night. Ciao!