Kutumba

Walking in this flea market, this music like a siren called to me.
You must listen to this album Group: Kutumba; Album: folk roots, very beautiful instrumental Nepali music. It brings to the mind simply a calmness and feeling of harmony .
Listen here: KUTUMBA FOLK ROOTS


In purchasing the CD, it helps promote the music and artists of Nepal.

Back to school...Yippie!!!!

After a long 2 and half year break, I find myself once again feeling the apprehension , nervousness, fear and rediscovering latent procrastination that constitutes the genetic code for most students. Ah school, after all of my introspections and secret little case studies of humans and our nature I find myself back in the one place where I can always, without delay realise just how much I don't know, well at least in regards to biochemistry which I am not quite sure that I have much of a passion for knowing much about anyway. So of course to seize the opportunity to blog and lament to the world about the plight of being a student once again after realising that there was so much more to life than passing exams and then realizing that my life once again depends on passing exams, so what better time to blog about it rather than force sleeping learning eh memorizing center of brain to wake up and process some information that will be replaced by more complicated information and will be proven wrong or insignificant within my lifetime so that I can sit and realise that I had spent my entire life studying something that was just disproven (if that is even a word) or to watch with horror as everything I once knew now becomes obsolete and I find myself racing against a new generation to throw out all that is old and *UN-true* to recondition my mind to what is now true. Hey I guess this is the case with everything in life, there in nothing really that we can all universally agree with. Now to the subject at hand that has spurned this sudden burst of blog-babbling: Exams. The problem with exams are that they are blatantly pass/fail, we can argue that life itself can be pass /fail but then again that depends on who's judging, but exams are so specific, then we ask who needs them, but if one thinks about it, for the dreamer like me, without the dark imposing threat of an exam looming in the horizon, how else would I possibly be driven enough to attend lecture, stay awake or even finally rummage through backpack to find class notes and possibly learn something useful, rather than pondering till eternity redundant questions about our existence, when I can please myself investigating something tangible, like not why are we here, alive , but why is this particular poly peptide's folding and its interaction with another minuscule molecule function's important in keeping me alive to further ponder upon the question, why am I alive.
Okay I'll shut up now and study.