four days to THE exam and i am still reasonably confident that i wont pass. the fifteen minutes they will take to tell me whether i have or not are going to be, possibly, the longest of my life so far. and what a life it has been.
since i dont have classes these days, a lot of time is spent on creative reflection. creative because i take quite a few liberties in remembering things through a very colourful prism. i am a deadly dood in all of them of course. there are very few memories that rankle, but the incident of the chewing gum is one huge sore spot though 19 years have passed. i was in first standard then and i stole a friend’s chewing gum. i was obviously caught, which is why it rankles. it is quite painful, so i may be excused for not going into the details. the least i can say is that it was quite a surprise to see the person who caught me turn up as a colleague, for a brief period, during my stint in ET. he never mentioned it and i doubt he remembered it. i suppose i have been much more careful after that or it may be that i havent stolen anything after that because my conscience is reasonably clear. stealing candy from sister doesnt count.
Exam P is the worst of the lot. seven of my illustrious classmates have tried their hand at clearing it with absolutely no success. i still cant figure out why i decided to take up this paper. I do actually but the explanation is quite boring. hence left for another day. maybe for the sob story i will put up if dont clear. i havent given up entirely, you may have noticed, by my saying if instead of when.
i have been evaluating my options the last couple of days. the chennai-delhi ping pong match is still going on, being played out in my mind again and again. it seems pune has joined the fray now and is vying for the honour of hosting me for the next year or so. i am cheering for pune, since a new place is exactly what i want. i dont suppose you can expect anything more from the bedouin. let’s see what wikipedia have to say about bedouin.
“The Bedouin, (from the Arabic badawī (بدوي), pl. badū), are a desert-dwelling Arab nomadic pastoralist, or previously nomadic group, found throughout most of the desert belt extending from the Atlantic coast of the Sahara via the Western Desert, Sinai, and Negev to the Arabian Desert. Non-Arab groups as well, notably the Beja of the African coast of the Red Sea are sometimes called Bedouin.”
i came across the bedouin long back in some clive cussler novel. or was it tom clancy? anyway, the point is if i am to be a nomad, i would like to imagine i am bedouin. there is scope for imagination here, as anne of green gables puts it.
i suppose i should be getting back to the normal distribution now. normal distribution turned out to be much easier than i thought. it is the joint distribution that is killing me. quite a pain in the neck.
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