Just for the record

My problem is that I’ve never been awed by anything. Huge or microcosmic, nothing’s ever left that stunned expression on my face. A light year is about 6 trillion miles. Yeah, so what, that’s just a number. Doesn’t decide what I’m having for dinner, does it? Well, maybe it does; but then again, who cares, I’ll be eating something all the same. And just for the record, I’m not fat.

It may be a boon that I don’t overestimate problems, that it has helped me achieve stuff people have been working on for decades. That I understand stuff people won’t normally even try comprehending coz it’s got to be huge if ‘they’ say so. Well, ‘they’ are usually ‘you’ who’s creating the hype. It may just have been one person who tried and wasn’t concentrating enough at that. Maybe he'd fought with his wife then. And just for the record, I believe in humility.

Maybe I don’t grasp the seriousness of the situation and take things lightheartedly. My boon - my bane. I don’t usually meet deadlines, they mean nothing to me, my convenience does; I usually don’t attend classes, the teachers don’t mean nothing to me, my understanding of the subject does. Taking bold steps while joking around. I’m usually the court jester. I read books and like finding patterns. Monica Seles’ attacker was seated in the 9th seat of the 11th row behind her. 9-11, how about that!! This stuff amazes me. How everything in cosmic world is interlinked. Just like Max Cohen, I need to figure out that 216 digit number, and just like him I’ll crash before I get to it.

And just for the record, life’s great and no regrets.

Chao.