Sunday, August 27, 2006

the brainwave

Its monsoon season all around, though it's not raining where i m right now, this place gets showers when most of rest of india is sodden and drained and dried and preparing to embrace winter (its Tamil Nadu... so dont search for a link to any geography lesson)...Rahul was walkin on one such day through the campus, which was being cleansed with fresh rain pouring from heavens, but he could hardly stop and appreciate that.




Last night had been amazingly frustrating and tiring, as is every exam's eve. Yeah its exams... again. Biochemistry this time so he's just walking with a sheet of xerox in one hand and covering his head with harpers (the book) in the other. He's not lookin up front, "just one more time", "that goddam squalene sythesis", "should i go to the canteen n have some more coffee", are some of the thoughts going through his mind as he heads toward the examination hall. He hardly gives a damn to the muddy water, or the earth below him which was undergoing beautification or renovation or whatever u might wanna call it, and what its doin to his darn blue LEE. Anyways as hectic as it might be, only one thing can console him right now, "its soon gonna be over" (the exam i.e.).




Forgive me for not giving the details of the last minute hysteria, i can only hope u understand how painful it is, but anyways its over finally. The next one is in two days. For now he wants to enjoy the brief moment of mental stability.As he walks back the path to the hostel that he treaded a few hours ago, he notices his jeans, yeah the darn blue LEE. Its his favourite jeans and it bruises his heart tissue to see it begrimed. So he pulls it up to the knee and continues. Now that that terror is out of his head, he finds it relatively easy to walk through the slippery sludge of mud that floods the hostel entrance. And here comes the brainwave:




"u can walk straight ahead with relative ease when u have ur jeans rolled up"




as he started to decompress the thoughts and virtues and other significations of this sentence, he found it wasn't really just a statement, for one moment he doubted he had actually said it. because it means so many other things, depending on how one interprets it...