Sometimes it's so hard to think properly that it drives you crazy on deciding whether it is right or wrong. The sense of making sense doesn't seem to work in times like these ones. These days, when it is not raining but it is cool outside and humid inside the room, I just feel so exhausted lying in bed waiting to sleep. When I am not studying, I am listening to songs, and when I am reading, I am just trying to remember the glory days. It isn't a easy life living a vegetable existance, but heck, do I care?My forms of enjoyments are these limited to going out of my home and a short walk to the hillside nearby. But this feels so good; reminds me of the days when I went to Rajasthan and Jammu. One heck of a trip that was