"Back to school" !!

It has been a monotonous existence over the past couple of weeks, so bad that I didnt even realise when my classes started, that it was a new year. In fact the last Monday seemed like one of those Mondays I’ve been having over the past three months, when I left home for work at 9:00 in the morning and got back home at 9:00 in the night. Suddenly, by noon I realised I had a class at 5:00pm in the evening and its a new year in college!! Three different courses on three entirely different fields makes this semester rather challenging and hence exciting 🙂

So while I try to get myself back from this hopefully brief hiatus, here is an old shot from my collections.

The old man and the sea...

Wish I was sitting there, by the banks of the river 🙂

My experiments with the coffeemaker

For a coffee-addict such as me, a coffeemaker was always a necessity. And somehow it never came my way over the past one year. Being a common household kitchenware all around US, this new purchase that I made would seem rather irrelevant. But the way I “inaugurated” my new possession is something worth mention. Let me try giving it an elaborate introduction, just so that I don’t end up summarizing the adventure in just a few lines, like I normally would do. So here is a deliberate attempt to do so…

Tea had been my staple drink, during the four years in college mainly due to the my lack of enthusiasm in ordering a sugarless strong coffee every time, which would most often be misinterpreted as a precaution for some of the “silent killers” such as diabetes. But once I left college, the coffee addict in me took over again, and tea went back to its elite role of being an elaborate luxury or an occasional “coffee break” (a break from coffee rather 😉 ). And ever since I got here, this became even more scarce. I wouldnt call it a complete “tea-less” existence. I did manage to pay visits to the Chinese restaurant nearby, to drink the “flavored” hot water which they termed as the Chinese tea. 😉

The filtering part in the process of making a cup of tea had always been a put off, mainly due to the failure to find an adequate filter in this land of coffee addicts. Desperate measures even took me to the extent of using a cloth for the same, which I presumed, should have been how people did it, before the invention of the “device” known as filter. But these experiments often ended in the tea decorating the area, on the table, around the cup, rather than the cup itself.

Then came the Mr Coffee coffeemaker, on bright sunny morning. Perhaps it must have been the urge to try out the new gadget or the non-availability of ground coffee at my house then, that prompted me to open a new pack of Sri Lankan tea, which my friend had gifted me long ago. Within the next ten minutes I had three cups of steaming tea. I must admit it tasted slightly more bitter than what my taste buds could handle, but the experience did leave me satisfied with the results I got for my tests on the new product 😉 .

Some of the hardcore “fans and followers” of coffee might call it an insult to the coffee maker, but I really enjoyed this new option of reliving a nostalgia once in a while.

Impulse buys always made me a pauper ….

Over the past one year, ever since I got back to being a student again, I’ve tried my best to keep my impulse buys under control. But some days it just does not happen. Here is what I ordered today, for no particular reason, other than maybe being bored sitting at home.

A laptop backpack

A coffee maker

A wireless mouse

and

A 500 GB desktop hard drive

And here I am waiting for my paycheck to come on Wednesday. I can never change … 😀

An anniversary…

A year has passed since I left my home to come over for studies. Although Ive been away from home for the past 8 years, this is perhaps the longest Ive been away without the intermittent, if not periodic, visits that I paid over the weekends. Over the last one year, there has been a myriad of adventures, experiences and struggles in my life, that words fail me, when I sit back to write on this overwhelming retrospection.

I might be miles and miles away from my home, but I know I left my heart back there when I left and it sure will remain there forever….