The Summer-Winds of Change

If there was no change, then there would be no butterflies. And that would mean one thing less to worry about for Indonesians, for there would certainly be no butterflies flapping their wings in South America. Unfortunately, for them, that is not the case. Change, as we all know oh-so-clichéd-well is the only permanent thing. That clearly, has not been the case with this blog. It has remained, for most practical purposes, without a change for about a couple of months now. The cry went around, saying ‘Echoes don’t sound anymore! The saneman’s blog won’t voom if you put four thousand volts through it!’

Not being the utterly-unconcerned-about-his-blog kind of person, I woke up from my slumber, and decided to breathe life into this blog that was seemingly pushing the daisies. So, what you have on your monitor screens, is what I would prefer to call Echoes Resounded.

Other things have been happening. On a relieving note, the fourth semester has ended, and the summer vacations have begun (three months, baby!). Relieving because, this semester was as interesting as watching Andy Warhol's Sleep alone, whilst being subjected to the musical virtuosity of a bullet-proofed mosquito droning away in your ears.

Elsewhere the Lakers have failed to make it to the NBA Playoffs. Talk about dramatic turnarounds! After a three-peat, nobody would have expected the Lakers to take this kind of a nosedive. Having moved from LA to Miami, Shaq is definitely turning the Heat on in the Eastern Conference, as they start as favourites. And no, he is not the reason why it has become unbearably hot here. The mercury has been on the rise here, with temperatures touching 42 on the Celsius scale, leaving most folks high and dry, trying to find an answer to all this.