A year of writing, a year when you feel a bit good after so many years. The feel was like what the hell I was doing, all these years in this stagnant shit?
When you try to go away from something, live away from something but people keep you entrapped. When you finally decide to get rid off that place, people but
But you have been called back and again fall prey to their designs. 2017 to 2021, one after other cases, cases and cases. For good or for bad? For whose good or whose bad? Only time will reveal. But the decision to take a break for writing, for understanding of this coded world of these cases was not bad.
This writing break was good in many sense.
When you distance yourself from something, only then you realize the bad or good of something. Else you become so habitual and adaptive to that environment that you cannot realize the real impact of it on your life.
It was the year, when most frequent health problems I had gone through in last few years, were no more.
It was the year, when date by date chronology of cases gave the idea and proofs of something, probably I could not ever know without doing that.
It was the year, when I could publish something. And that was not something. In this chronology of understanding, these little steps would prove the foundation stone of something real valuable.
It was the year, when I was away from office but back to academics. In that office, I had forgotten the meaning of academics. But now I am back to academics. Back to my own field. There I had labs err empty labs, expired chemicals, strange files footballs, hurdle creators at every step and strange games (read gamble).
Beyond that office, I have a lab and all that one needs to do their experiments, to get results. Interestingly, it's a world wide lab, full of so much material and types of problems to solve that one life is too short. This is an interesting intradisciplinary amalgam.
Can common people watch this lab live?
If I can, anyone can. With time, this secret world would be more transparent to common people. I guess, to certain extent, so many people already know the happenings around them, around the world.
Some questions, some rumours, some truths:
Where I am living right now?
Wherever I was. University campus. Same Big Boss House 30, Type-4. Though now I have a second place also and that is my parental home. So it's kinda on-off, here and there.
Have I left my job?
Ask the concerned chairs, so-called well-wishers. Better if they can give answer in my writings rather than eating half, telling half. Else I am already on my way to publish all, one by one.
Do I really need this job?
That's an interesting question though not difficult to answer. Wait for that time that I can answer it straight.
