The First One

It is called "Beginning for a third time". I have already made two unsuccessful attempts at blogging in the past. But as every day passes and I look at others' (read Kedar's) blogs, my appetite for creativity asks for satiation. So, in a resolute attempt to embrace the modern world's medium to express oneself, here I inaugurate my blog, which has been named after the most mysterious element of mathematics.

It is 5:50 a.m. in the morning and in 4 hours, I shall be writing a Sim(ulated)-Cat. I also plan to go for keyboard-hunting to Musee Musical, something which has been stalled for days. Since a lot of work needs to be done, let me sign off the first post with a few lines about the small bird who, as always, is chirping incessantly and asking me to take a break.


She is my secret friend
Whom my neighbor abhor
As she disturbs his sleep
By her shrill vocal decor

I have never met the mischievous
Just heard her discordant octave
In the wee hours of every morning
Both of us conduct our conclave

But I love her for being a
Habitual nocturnal like me
Are you wondering why I prefer
To call the unknown by "She"