Energetic Morning

Typing new posts till now has become only about "killing" time. This time I have twenty minutes before a meeting with my project mates for the controls course. Forget that! I am not even prepared for it anyway.

I am making this post just to put the happiness I felt this morning into words. I could have done it in my 'dear diary' but, I guess , gone are those days. Everyone talks about blogging these days and power to express oneself over the internet where hundreds can hear (read???) you. So I went ahead and created a blog for myself yesterday when I was "killing" time waiting for a bus. Let's go back to my happiness. It was great waking up this morning to India being in the "driver's seat" in the third test at Perth. Australia has many won test matches. What the hell! They win just about every test match. BUT this test is different. Hold on, I am not saying that they will lose it. All I am saying is that this time they will have to win by doing something they have not done before. Chase a record total in the fourth innings. Will be they do it? Remains to be seen.

Come to think of it, I have named the blog "Akshay Nanjangud Goes to Grad School" but I think I will probably be writing a lot on Indian cricket or international cricket in general. Why? It is true that I love the sport. In fact, I love sport. It is so easy for me to respect a sportsperson. I have always felt that being in grad school anywhere in the world is easy. All you have to do to get here is study. And studying is something that can be done at any time of the day. Even if a student misses out on a day he need not worry. There will be a tomorrow. On the other hand, an athlete or a sportsman can't do that. He has to work regularly. Practice is not something he can leave to the next day. He or she knows that if they are to remain fit and reach their potential then they have to train on a daily basis. What am I driving at? I am just trying to say that being regular in anything in life ain't easy. In fact, it is the biggest challenge. We, as students, have the luxury of tomorrow and overnight preparation for an exam. Sportspersons don't. Period.

I still have another eight minutes to "kill". Can I think of something random to fill in here? I think I can think of something. Because we all know that it does not have to something philosophical anyway. People fill their blogs with all kinds of crap. I can do too.

Maybe I can write something about running. Running half-marathons has been a way of life for me for the past year. I am looking forward to my fourth race the first week of February. It gives me satisfaction in running long distances with international athletes. At least, my first half-marathon had semi-big names. "Mumbai Marathon", that was my first race. Come to think it was also the best of the ones I ran. It was not that I clocked my best timing there but that the entire city was out on the roads cheering the runners for the entire 21.1 kilometers. That was something! People calling you by your chest number (wish I had printed my name on that!) and handing out fruits, water and biscuits. That really pushes you to the finish line. And once I turned into the last 100m, the loud cheers and the blaring hindi-film song were all music to my ears. I had clocked 2h 24 m. Not a good time by any standards but I finished my first half-marathon. Very satisfying when you finish it the first time.