Am of the idea; to evolve the jungle. Jungle with Cheetah and Bison. Jackals and Fox. Cobra and Pythons. Doves and Eagles. The fully evolved Jungle. Greenish everywhere and no one knows others mind; yet everybody suspects there is some rule, some law. Some law of appearance and disappearance. Some law of violence and negotiations. Of handshakes and pranks. In the due course of judgment Pigeons and Peacock meet, Lions and Tigers talk; they all meet, they try to find the rules. They estimate the effectiveness and universality of the rules and so they create rules, rules of rules, rules of rules of rules, and then this hierarchy suddenly collapses to rules. ... Then the Chimpanzee says - the wisdom of thoughts does come only from those rules which lack any element temperamental to the sudden visuals of the Jungle. The rules of Jungle are from outside.
Results have come. I passed this year also with usual mental peace. Finally, after almost twenty years of passages, I have no more usual academic class to go through. There will be no more class tests, no more subjects, no more college projects, no more round making across college campus and yes no more spicy stories. You will tell me, okay you can have PhD yaar, but then I will respond back -- "no more interest". My career was never rosy and also it was never pale, it never made me jump high, but it never made be feel remorsed, it was a typical career of an average Indian student. I still remember how much it was tough to study Geography in school days and how many times my Father used to mention me exam schedules. I always disliked going to class and I will wonder if my average attendance through out my career will be more than 60%. Well, the white shirt and navy blue short was always boring to wear. I remember the first day when I cheated from my friend the definition of
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