And so life goes on...

Am still really new to this blogging thing...and doubt I'm going to get too many (or even one) readers now..so might as well make it my journal entry! Anyway, so I am from India, a country ravaged by terrorism and well really I can't do anything about it. While it has been around a week since the attacks in Mumbai, I cant get over with it..get along with my life (which by the way is all we ever do as a nation after a terror attack!)...I mean I am supposed to be interning there in a couple of months, so for my own selfish reasons I'm a little unsettled! And this was the first time when I had a very dear friend caught up in the cross-fire...but beyond musing out loud I really dont see anything that maybe I could contribute to...so at one level this is all very pointless. But even then sometimes it helps to even have a dialouge, to talk about things or in my case, to just type it out! (I humbly apologise to whoever reads this entry and has to endure my ramblings)

So yeah, like I was saying, life just goes on. We had a white shirt day and a candle light vigil...but what beyond it. And they were carefully, conveniently synchronised into our schedule. So, after that we can go back to worrying about our recruitments in the face of the meltdown, without feeling too bad! But then again thats what law school is all about...or thats how I have always perceived it. At the end of the day its all about getting some stupid fat arse firm to hire you and pay ridiculously for it... And for all my complaining that is probably even I want, but its always fun to blame the collective.

So yes this was just yet another day...a lot of national sympathy..a wave of white..a candle light vigil and then some nice coffee in the safety of Costa Coffee tucked away in a mall. And in a recurring theme, which keeps repeating itself in all times in my life, I dont know, if I had to say something, or did say anything...sometimes it just helps to think it out loud...

Sunday Evening

Hi,

Friend of mine once told me Sunday evening really depressed her. Never understood why really. She looked depressed for most times of the week and was one of those people who loved walloping in nothing and everything. Anyway thats not the point of this blog and beyond that I am no one to lecture on loving to be miserable since I seem to have a masters in it myself (enroute to my P.hd)!

Bottomline is I was really jobless with no plans on a nice wintry Sunday, and felt like doing something. Usually its myself I torture with my writings but thought just for once, let me try and see if I can start a blog and if anyone does ever read or respond to it! Am too much of a coward slacker to ever start a blog with my own identity. I crave anonymity..maybe in its garb I can say stuff I have always been to wary of voicing!

But even under this veil, guess I can give an intro of myself. Am just a third year student at this law school in Kolkata. I dont really relate to my fellow law schoolites but sort of fall back on the "law school" when I am to identify myself. Guess I just love being lost in the collective.

So, there am done introducing myself. Now in a sort of "objectives of the project" crap we give when we submit our projects (term papers for the uninitiated), let me state what I intend to say through this blog. Basically, am looking at maintaining an online journal, giving out as much details as I can while retaining my anonymity and type out a slice of law school life. Sounds all very boring and mundane and been done before, but then if I have learnt anything having submitted over 25 research proposals its better to state things for what they are rather than present them as something really in context, really "real" and then drown them in a bottle of borring mundane academic jargon.

So thats it for now I guess. Shall update more on the nothingness of everything in my life tomorrow (but then again I was never good with deadlines, even if they are self imposed!)