Finding stories in everyday adventures
Lost and unable to find my way outStuck in between the waves and going crazySee the hope which I thought shall never existI care, I follow, I loseShips anchor me but will not rescue meLeft drowning, I must find a wayOnly if one of those ships could be my light
severshould ishould i notsecure strayshould ishould i notstay revealshould ishould i notconceal pursueshould ishould i notlet go museshould ishould i notignore hopeshould ishould i notdisbelieve adoreshould ishould i nothate
Just came back from Doug Crook’s farewell party. It was a small after-office drink party at the RAM’s, a bar in downtown. It is pretty amazing to know somebody spending 25 years in one organization. That is equal to the life I’ve lived so far. When you’ve spent that amount of time you’ve virtually seen three decades of changes in …
so, the saturday not entirely wasted..atleast the ending was fruitful..i’m pretty comfy in gmat quants so far..finished the second test from McGraw Hill as well..so that book can now safely go back to Southport library where it came from…from today i’ve officially entered the verbal arena…still gives me shivers when i think about it and how am i gonna survive …