The exam syndrome has pranced its way back into my life. I feel like doing so many things – writing, reading, sketching, clicking away with my camera – but every time this feeling of guilt comes over me. And no, I don’t follow that up with proper productivity (that is, study).
I just got Sharath Komarraju’s newest book delivered today for reviewing, but it is impossible to try and do that right now seeing how I have my exams in four days. Sometime I will have to put that up on the blog too. I haven’t written anything solid in quite some time. There are photographs to upload here. So much has happened in the country in the last one week that I want to write about.
That stupid book of real analysis mocks at me.
And here I am now, mostly day dreaming. Of dark rooms and dim blue lights…of Pink Floyd and Muse…of dancing closed-eyed and open-haired.
There is one thing interesting that I have tried out. Joshua Foer’s TEDTalk first got me hooked on to the whole concept of building a mental palace. (And then of course there was Sherlock). So yesterday I tried that out with my economical-statistics notes on National Accounts and how to measure National Income. It works! I can write the whole thing and not have make up a cock and bull story on my own.