The last three days have been a whirlwind ride! Totally jampacked with activity and the ‘cruel cruel summer’. I look like I am from south Africa ( I don’t have to explain what I mean, do I? :P ) *No offence to South Africans*

I actually recited a poem in a recitation competition without forgetting a word! I did a lot of things, but I don’t want to harp about it and sound like I am a narcissist or something (well I am sometimes, and sometimes I even suffer from the opposite syndrome of feeling like I am a total klutz who just cannot get anything right, but thankfully quixotic at rare occasions)

I enjoyed taking part in the litrerary competitions that were held exclusively for literature students and it was great! Since it is really very rare that we get to take part in competitions that are solely based on literary themes. A break from the usual monotonous competitons that always take place. Anyway I could write two three pages on what happened the past two days of the competitons but lets talk about today.

We went to a printing press and I must say it was great to watch all the papers being rolled at lightening speed through indigenous machines ( I am a journalism student too :P ) the only bad bit was that my ears had to suffer excruciating pain because of the loud noise that the machines were making. And some of us were quite happy when the editor of a paper said that one should be able to speak good English, write English without mistakes, and have good grasping skills and that’s all it takes to be a journalist. He even said “Journalists are not intellectuals” that made a lot of us smile... ha ha! He was making it sound so easy! (For reasons unknown..or is it really that easy?? Maybe he was just talking about print media)

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