Mysuru is hot these days. Summer is beginning to set in(or it already has?). The environment is so dry and pale. It looks sultry at the department. There is absolutely no shade of fresh green anywhere. Any sight of something pleasant and cool is absolutely welcome. Moreover, the dust cloud, raised from the movement of vehicles, settles on leaves. Making it assume a pale colour.
In addition to this, we have theory classes in the afternoon. We groan and grumble against it, to no extent. The professors join us too. In vain. They are helpless. Having to keep my eyes open during the afternoon session requires a lot of effort. Any amount of water does not help me.
I automatically take the to road to my Department without my knowledge. I simply ride along those roads. I might sound silly, but this indicates that i've aclimatized. I whoop in joy when i discover that i remember some well-known roads and places. I know, i'm still in the process of learning. But, i'm glad.
This week was quite bad. I had quite a bad fall. The wounds still haven't healed, but the pain had considerably reduced. Before that could end, a dratted cold caught me. My left hand was unmovable(?) for three-four days.
I started to say this, it requires a lot to stay apart from your loved ones, especially in trying situations. Shams, i'm sorry i said that it's a wonder to stay in a different city.