the first exam of the begin­ners level french (i a) got over in the morn­ing. stayed up till about 1 am last night mug­ging up con­ju­ga­tions of french verbs. every­thing revolves around verbs (the cen­tre of every­thing). and in french, there are reg­u­lar and irreg­u­lar verbs. though i won­der why, since all of them seem […]

If I was a poet, I would have writ­ten a haiku to go with this tree that really caught my fancy dur­ing my Nandi Hills trip. I found some lyrics instead: “When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we see No, I won’t be afraid […]