The Top floor..........

Now that my foot has settled down for sure, there are so many things going in and out of my mind. Well, not exactly my mind, whatever you want to call it, but then talking about mind, you seriously can't take it to be my brain, a complex of complexes of neurons that are too complex to study physically. Complex Analysis. This time we are going through a course of complex analysis, but wait a second, don't even give a second thought about it, coz its nothing related to my brain and mind. Complex Analysis cannot explicitly explain the complex of complexes.

Here i go, under this roof in JC Bose, the floor beneath the top floor (huh, its not the twin towers that once existed) Its sunny, its sweaty, its hot. And its humid. Though i am running my nose much too often, sigh its a relief! Serene, calm, as i looked outside. Not a single soul passed by my sight. The sight is perfect. Lush green grass, reflecting the green rays of the sun! I am at a perfect position to view this beautiful enigmatic picture. Silence. I wonder, with this little wind that is blowing, how much of my body weight would be reduced and deflected the moment i push myself from this floor. Bloody hell, that would be fun, though. The wind cutting through your ears, brushing your hair across. Oh, well!

Take a bow,

Dust.......!!!

Its more than what i thought it would be. Mr. Xabp, if by any chance you are reading it, life has changed drastically out here, after you left. Your theories and then modified innovative ideas of us, well, they are smoked into a pile of dust (your roomies were the first to do that, by the way), none the less, there is nobody to push up the system-of-ideas. Just one word. Gone.GONE.
Pathetic. I am tuned into myself these days. Shortly there is this idea that i will share.....

So thanks anyway,

Take a bow.....