I left home for college today, in-a-not-so-pleasant-mood. My head was heavy, and i wanted to sleep, considering that i slept really late, last night. I reached the bus-stop, and waited for a bus which travels along my route for a pretty long time. After i got into one, i realised that today was the D-day. The Cauvery River Tribunal was to be awarded today. Police were deployed all along my route, considering that i pass the Vidhana Souda everytime (This point is repeated many-a-time, but, i feel happy on seeing the edifice, hence....)

Micro practicals proceeded pretty peacefully(which is rare). S came in late, saying that her bus was stopped for a check by the police, as they suspected a bomb scare. As time went by, others came in, saying that classes were cancelled, and everybody were free.

I was home by one in the afternoon, lazed around for some time, slept intermittantly for two hours. I got, up realising that i was hungry. Father, who had gone out to buy something came back empty-handed. Most of the shops were closed, except for a few drug stores. The television set at home was switched on, while various channels were surfed, showcasing a bit here, and a bit there. News reporters, struggled in carrying out their duties, interviews with relevant people, polls...etc were common place.

C wanted to go out, and i went along with her. Shops which usually milled around with people, wore a deserted look. With shutters half-open, employees enjoying the unexpected free-time. Children playing on the roads, cricket here, batminton there... with shouts of glee accomanying the games. It was a rare sight, the streetlamps lighting the darkness of the night, young kids walking.... shouting, with a carefree attitude.

Tomorrow will come and go, a holiday for us. Riots will perhaps, sprout in the city. Somebody injured....... we'll huddle in front of the T.V....

I continue with my schedule...