Every man needs fuel. These days, I take Coffee for fuel; black coffee. It keeps me running when I’m multi-tasking. At the risk of sounding like I’m whining, most people around me are oblivious of the fact that I’m doing more than two things at a time. I am part of a team of Research Scholars working their arses off for running a National Seminar on Translation Studies. I am also at the same time, working for bringing out a e-journal for our Translation group – WiTS (We in Translation Studies!). Besides this, I have to work for my Doctoral Committee, that’s on the 29th of April!!! Above all this, my chapters and the re-writing and editing of them looms large on me.
(Okay! Enough whining. Stop being a crybaby!)
So, my kettle is working as hard me, these days, ready to provide Coffee at any short notice. My muse blesses me when Coffee stimulates my brain and when I’m pissed off (which seems to be rather easy, these days!) I watch 20 mins of House of Cards! Because of lack of time, I take three days to finish an episode of House of Cards. I don’t see my friends these days. I find it difficult to find time to talk to my parents and nobody seems to be respecting the minimum privacy that I, as human being, am entitled to.
And, at the right time, one of my friends decided to transform himself completely into an asshole and started gossiping around! I knew sooner or later he was going to come out and say that ‘Hey, I’m an asshole and I’m proud of it!’ but I never thought he’d time it perfectly when I was in a puddle of mushy things. It is natural for you to get a bit puzzled when someone, who has been a complete failure in everything he did, start lecturing you about moral principles. My initial thought was to use my brand new basebat on his testicles but a mutual friend told me that he may have none. I’m planning to use it on his knuckles and knees, instead! I mean, why do people have to talk about others at all? Why can’t they just mind their own business and make their lives interesting? Sad! Such people shouldn’t have been born at all.
(Enough! Assholes exist! Deal with it… or go to sleep!)
So, our dreams are gonna come true this Monday; the inauguration of the National Seminar and our e-journal Kalpana. All of you are free to visit our webpage here. Wish me luck, amigos, because I’m in need of it.