After experiencing a 9 hour power failure, from 7 p.m. to 4 a.m. in the morning (that's right FOUR A.M. in the morning), things are finally looking up. The long awaited letter has arrived, confirming my place at the University of Manchester. Now, I have to correspond with the University to complete all the admission particulars. Aaaaah! It feels so good to know that the next 3-4 years will be spent in a definite place. After school, a student's greatest fear is where he'll be placed. Certainly I'm no exception to that fear, admittedly I experienced this fear as few only can. Fear would be an understatement, terror used over here would be apt. The overwhelming relief first sweeps over you and then comes that moment where you lose yourself and dream. It is a moment I will cherish forever in my life.

With this sweet moment comes a bitter one as well. The letter requires me to send some details to the University. The only snag is a 3 letter word, which still strikes respect in a teenage boy's heart : D-A-D. Apparently, father has to scan these "details" before I send my email. Hardly a trifle, innit!!? 'Fraid not! There is a complication : Dad is out of town and returns in a few days. After anticipating this much anticipated letter for quite some time, I previously posted that I'm experiencing hari fall because of the tension. Looks like I could achieve baldness in a few days. Sigh!

On a lighter note, I know that I am finally welcome in Manchester. I am grateful to everyone who supported me starting from my parents to my teachers and finally God. Thank you so much! In the next few posts, I'll try and upload a few poems and photographs to make the blog look... a little healthy. Until then, its goodbye. :D