I am also realistically aware that one day my name will be one of the nominal parties in a certiorari case. But for now, let us be celebratory and grateful for these small and consistent victories in this privileged position.

Prof. Miverva McGonagall's “Pietotum Locomotor” definitely transfigured our inanimate imaginations to life.

I will always remember Professor Albus Dumbledore’s famous line, “It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”

“Always!” - Professor Severus Snape.

In this simple scene, the world slows down, encouraging us to appreciate the small, quiet moments, and to find meaning even in the seemingly insignificant occurrences around us.

The ephemeral nature of raindrops, disappearing as quickly as they arrive, is a reflection on time—how fleeting moments can leave a lasting impression, even if they are gone in an instant.

The gentle rhythm of the raindew brings calm, a reminder that even in moments of uncertainty, there is beauty and tranquility to be found in the present.

The way the water traces random lines, swerving and gliding, mirrors how our paths can seem aimless or uncertain, yet still flow toward a common direction.

Just as the glass holds the rain but cannot control its movement, life offers structure but often leaves outcomes to chance.

I am grateful that I can still be incognito in public and ride a bus. It is so much more convenient and economical. Tonight, it is a treat. I was able to chance upon a sleeper bus!

Here are my ratings:

Breadsticks - 1/10.

One bite and heavy feelings will begin to haunt you. Just pure solid calories in bread form. Nothing special.

Greenies salad - 8/10.

I enjoyed asking the wait staff to refill the bowl. But beware, mayo-based dressing is not that healthy.

Their dishes are pricy, relative to the usual, however, its unlimited breadsticks, greenies salad, and soup.

Blue sky reminds us that some things are meant to be shared—not confined or held back, but released into the world for all to find. Just as the sky doesn’t belong to one, neither do the thoughts or creations that inspire us all.

Like thoughts released into the clear air, carried by the wind, they drift through the world. Ideas, beauty, and truth, shining in the openness for all to appreciate, untouched and unfettered.

In the vastness of the blue sky, there’s a certain peace, a reflection that hangs in the air for all to see. No barriers, no limits, just endless clarity stretching as far as the eye can go. It’s out there for everyone—free, open, and pure.