its around 42-43 deg, 1am... i step into the furnace only to find the fan's out of action as the power's down... nothing i can do... i twitch and i turn all night trying to sleep... but to no avail... i get up (real) early... take a quick bath and head for the concentration camp...

arjun talks about leaving the island (where we have been marooned for what seems like ages now)... talks about heading out to explore... man i agree with him... we need to get out... otherwise this world's just gonna bury us alive... our daily lives revolve around our work... our work makes us happy... our work makes us sad... all we think of is work... all we crib about is work... we have gotten so used to this that it just seems "ok" to be the way we are... only when you head out to a glacier or drive down to the sea do you realise there's more to life than just the monotonous daily schedules.