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Yes!  That time of the year again…  Time for reflections.

I started off the last year desperately attempting to make a fresh start.  The ladakh trip did wonders to infuse just that.  And then I was off to the US of A.  A chance encounter on the plane kickstarted a very very eventful period of five months.  What started with an exclamation mark ended with a question mark.

Academically, it has been the toughest year by far.  Although Surathkal will always be special, it holds no candle to the last one year on this front.  But tagging along with this has been a feeling of loneliness and depression.  The question mark came at a wrong time too.  All this should make one stronger, but it is tough to pull yourself up over a prolonged period of time…

The birthday summarized it all.  Low key.  It has been a year of quietly soldiering on.

I am waiting for the warm smell of dosas in my mother’s kitchen in a month’s time now.

The sun will rise again in 3 months time…