I thought I will never be able to blog again. The HPC conference> and semester exams were too taxing for my modest intellect. The HPC days still gives me nightmares. The whole batch had spent many sleepless nights organising the whole thing.
A few surviving members of the organising commitee:
The only thing that kept me sane was the the time when I get to have coffee sitting outside the hostel. Who says money cannot buy happiness. Happiness comes in two flavours: Nescafe and Nestea
For Sojish:
I still did not see Swadesh. Please note that the "bulb song" is not under GPL. The right to modify the source code lies entirely with the Poornam people only. Any violators of the license will be made to watch "Padaiyappa". The survivors will be made to watch "BABA".
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