In Singapore, I usually take the MRT. You know, MRT is the subway train, like the London underground, it's clean and people follow the ' Don't touch me' policy. It's strange if you come from a country where all you did in your train was "Just push me' policy. The trains are super clean but it's kinda cold, in India you'll always get a warm smile back, but here no one really smiles back, everyone minds their own business. I can imagine what New York will be like, but I have no clue why I mentioend New York, strange. And then again, it's been more than two months for me here. It's been different, eating with chopsticks, learning to handle the sticks, eating noodle soup, travelling by the sbs transit. It just makes me feel that there's so much potential for a country to make itself so much better, then why in parts of the world where I come from, progress is not stringent and democracy is far overrated.
Everyday I learn something...I like the chinese people, some of them are my friends. I like the girls they are sweet and humble and hence special, but I've been lucky to find friends here, and that too a different nationality...when I first arrived here in the most loneliest of places and now I can sense some warmth, that's definitely not like home, but certainly blissful. There's herbal tea which they are absolutely crazy about and love to jog at absolutely odd hours, that's interesting. It's unbelievable to see them jog in such a hot climate but you've got to hand it over to them, they do an amazing job at it. I often see people jogging here, and I totally want to join them, but I'm looking forward to cycle. Well, that's just an excuse.
Assignments have tumbled over me this week and I've been studying back to back without really stopping. Time management is the only answer. The only real solution.
