Ok, time for a new post! Lately, I’ve realized that been posting very depressing posts. Instead of Life Is Beautiful, this blog has become “Drifter Whines”. Thanks to all you guys who actually read it and even kept coming back for more. I know how much I hate it when I see people just using their blogs to crib about their life. Nay, worries people, I am back in action, I have just decided to suck it up and get over with the dark clouds. Oh, they are still up there somewhere but I’ve decided to ignore them for a while. If you don’t look up, you’ll probably never notice them rite? Even if I am wrong I don’t care. This might just be the year that turns my fortune around. There’s hope still. Finally the silver linings are visible, faint but visible. A nice saying that comes to mind: “If you encounter a mountain in your path, walk around it, if you can’t walk around it, you just have to climb it” That’s exactly what I am gonna do now. So, expect the frequency of posts to go down further. Come mid-Feb., I’ll probably take a month’s break (exam-time). Right now, I am just enjoying Australian Open. I just love this game. So energetic. It looks so simple, you know, a ball and a racket to wham it with. When I first got interested in this game (first game for which I understood the rules, which was even before cricket) I tried my hand at it with disastrous results as usual. The court looks so much bigger when you have a racket in your hand. My friend, the then state-level player, lent her Wilson racket to me. I remember looking down at it and wondering how on earth am I going to swing that heavy thing. When the ball comes at you at 120kmph, then you realize that touching the ball and making the ball stop is itself a mammoth task, leave alone changing its direction and returning it with even half the speed and with precision. And then it strikes you as you manage to hit the ball somehow that that horrid animal sound came from your own throat. Anyway, I have long resigned myself to the fact that I have absolutely no limb-ball coordination, so I just contend myself with watching others play.  Thursday’s Marat Safin vs Federer was one heck of a match. Safin won 5-7 6-4 5-7 7-6 (8-6) 9-7