It's 3 am and it's pitch black inside. Skipped bath. Bath, irrespective of the water temperature - which anyone needs to be regulated by my induction for the geyser works in timming nobody knows and nobody can change - and duration, would have resulted in death due to my cold which have survived 5 Azithromycins. Still I must leave for the SPDEs workshop I have been talking of again and again. The car won't come to the hostel, for there is some nonsensical rule about gate timming which is sporadically implemented, perhaps the workshop will help with this knowledge. Yet in the half dead state I must push on, push on I must.
Arrived at Bangalore, or Bangluru as one have to say it now. Flight was not at all how I assumed it would be. It was nice. While apparently sinus worsening in flight or Aerosinusitis is a real thing, in my case the pressure difference seemed to have made some nudges in the postive direction. Nah, not nudges, particularly potent proding it was. It am all but almost cured. The Banglore skyline, welcoming me for the third time (and second time when I am headed for CAM) camouflaged itself like the early November Delhi smog, minus the smoke. So yeah just fog. I almost forgot how nice it felt in childhood when we could experience pure(ish) fog. And the excellent BMTC and KIA brings me and the batchmate LB at the gates of TIFR CAM.
Workshop starts from tomorrow, as does hopefully my learnings too. Now it's just unpack, wait, relax and watch.
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