Going to college is, I think, the best time of one’s life. At least an architecture student’s. we can postpone submissions, design things like ‘temple of energy’, or ‘black’, the music school for the deaf. We are actually expected to speak about our architecture. The client is not the enemy. There is no vaastu. There is no demand for a glass façade by the guy who holds the money. The difference between client’s architecture and the architect’s architecture is non-existent. The process of design is actually considered necessary. The life during b.arch, I think, is the smoothest and purest indulgence into creativity. Finish the course, and the world is waiting. Never mind that now.

When I make an error in typing and realize it 3-4 characters late, I don’t go back to the site of error, correct it, and continue with the story. I always press backspace till I reach the error, in the process erasing all that had been typed after the error. Always. I wonder if everyone has a distinct style of typing. I have asked my parents to buy me a typewriter. I love the sound of the hammer striking the ribbon. It’s not going to be easy to maintain one, though. We have been reducing the maintenance of machines over time.

I’m sure there is life other than ours in the rest of the solar system. In every situation of the past, life has been in existence, surviving the respective environment. Also, the fact that even a small change in the environment has resulted in the extinction of the respective species talks of great specifics; I think that the absence of oxygen could also be a specification. How do we define life? Is even mass necessary for life? We claim so; we don’t actually know, do we?

Gifts. I wonder who gave whom the first gift. Nowadays it has become more of a give and take- the feeling part, I fear, is going to become extinct soon. Birthday? Gift. Anniversary? Gift. Y cant I give someone a gift for the pure joy he/she brings to my life? And on the other hand, why am I compelled to give someone a gift simply cause they were born 20 years ago?!