Category: Musings

• An Evening With My Past

  Every sweat bead crawling on my chest inside my t-shirt mocked at me and asked “should you do this?” Everybody except me was bending over their EG (a.k.a. Engineering graphics). The distracted mind reinforced the hatred for the moment. How many photographs of nuts and bolts that we never touched/saw will we be copying to […]

  Nithesh

  August 8, 2012

  Musings