It is another beginning with a goal in site.
I promise to do all that I can, while promising to not do the inconsequential things in life.

What does one do when tears cease to be friends? They don't come by when you need them the most? They didn't come when i needed them. Why?

Exams and their effects!!!

The results will be out soon. Probably in less than 12 hours. The countdown begins. And all those things that i had said about migrating to Africa if i fail, are coming back to me. I don't really know how I will react, if in case i fail.

Case in point... I was never scared, like I am today about the results. It was just another day. I still don't know why. It was probably because I was at home and I knew that i had a shoulder to cry on if something bad happened. Or was it that I knew at the back of my mind that something bad will not happen? But here, being all alone, having only this computer for company, things are way different. things are different because I am scared... what if i do fail, what will i do? The question haunts me now, it causes palpitations, it freaks me. i remember that one year ago I was scared. The reason now seems so insignificant... but hopefully it will assume some importance 12 hours from now. Now the golden word is 'pass'.

Lets see what happens. Something tells me that even if i do pass, i will not be happy. But now the most important question is... Will I pass?

So, if i do pass... dinner this week at Amada, gelato at Capagiro, buy myself a pair of boots from Macy's, truffles for home, iphone for me and then dinner/lunch sometime at Barbeque nation, movie with mom, dad and the whole gang of the 10-45 pm show... all of this only if i pass.

Highlights of the 2 weeks which have gone by

So, more than half my trip is over. a part of me wants to stay back, and a part wants to run away from here back home.

The reason why I wasn't jittery about coming to this new country.


Finally in Philadelphia, alone. Hoping to get a smile on my face.


AT work (no pics taken yet).
But the other places... the cvir kitchen and the locker room.
Outside work... the atrium at the hospital.

And the roads outside the hospital.


The days in between just went by in a flash (I'm hoping the blur in the picture signifies the pace at which time seemed to fly by).

Then it came down to the weekend of fun at NYC. It's such a pretty place and I was lucky to be able to see Times Square in the evening. The whole experience of walking in that area on a saturday evening was fantastic.
(I must leave now and continue later, if ever).