Anyway why did I start this post?Oh yeah..its nothing as I told you in the beginning.Just that a professor was harping too much on the fact that we need to get to get a certain book or else he will slit us open or something like that..I think it wasnt so gory but who cares..and I tried to get the book from many seniors but couldnt ..I even thought of buying it but the shop was closed- talk about being pulled back by fate at every step - or you can be a bit less melodramatic and blame it on my ill timed endeavours, whichever suits you.However after all this I remembered that there is a place for people like me (not a mental asylum...let me complete the statement) who are looking for books they dont have but need very urgently-it is called The Library-the ethereal sacred ( i thought i would use the word ecclesiastical but then it would be too obvious that I picked it up from the thesaurus..moreover I dont even know how to pronounce it or if the usage would be correct) morgue of the dead trees of yore, and I did find the book there!!So you see pretty mundane this whole thing was...
You see the I never thought of the library because it simply doesnt suit my interiors- the library hates my guts literally -every time I step in there ,within 5 minutes the pressure in my large intestine ( I think its that) starts building up without any provocation whatsoever and as soon as I walk out its normal once again.So you see its natural that I did not think of it before.Thats all for the moment i guess...I will notify you in case of any such further developments.
P.S- I think my cycle is missing again.
P.P.S-P.S I love you is too full of senti...it is not as good as people make it sound like.