5 days of respite but lots to do...

-
First a good news, I'm able to now log in to the Melton Foundation portal (http://www.meltonfoundation.org/mainsite/portada.html)
again, so I'm back on that international network.

Five days of respite from routine stuff but lots of 'other' stuff to do in them...

Have to finish that number-theory paper that I've been postponing for months now, the abstract and all those notations and typesetting in the format required - it's a pain to do it without latex.
Missed the IT-conf. in San Francisco but got to finish the stuff required for the China conference. (and hope these ppl let me off and I get the visa and other routine stuff reqd. to attend it, and with all this attendance hungama here...!)
Some other essential non-course readings that have been postponed for quite sometime needs to be done...and of course there is some regular stuff as well.

Have to take a short-break from blog writing (don't trust me though :-)).

The campus is all decked up for the placements and though I'm against sprucing up for special occasions,

(went to the HLL interview without the tie, was forced to wear it by the liaisons, but took permission of the interviewer to remove it...or was it that she herself asked me to be more comfortable, kind hearted lady....don't remember exactly :-)).

the campus looks beautiful.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
*********************************************************************

My lady has been decked up to send off her children,
Children that she's fended for two years long,
The time to bid adieu has finally arrived,
Succeed in thy endeavours...don't forget her song.

Into the wild wide world, she bids them off,
From the ensconced beauty of her environ so charming,
With the placement they desire, the company they crave,
The delight in their eyes, my lady's heart warming.

Those scared faces she saw, first at the invocation,
And couldn't but help give them her love unbounded,
And finally it's time for the final convocation,
But only adieus and byes remain to be sounded.

Don't forget her love, don't forget her song,
Don't forget her unselfish longing for thee.
Don't forget her song, don't forget her love,
In your success and glory will her salvation be.


*****************************************************************
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------