{"id":338,"date":"2003-07-09T12:26:00","date_gmt":"2003-07-09T12:26:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/2003\/07\/338\/"},"modified":"2003-07-09T12:26:00","modified_gmt":"2003-07-09T12:26:00","slug":"338","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/2003\/07\/338\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I had this weird dream sometime this morning, just before I awoke.<\/p>\n<p>OK, I saw that Cash had come back. And we were being very chummy about it, and all of a sudden we are in a class in college. Only, the class happens to be the Nursery hall of my old school. And an old professor comes in with a lot of cronies who set up a microphone ( which looked like a Shure piece, pretty professional and all ), and a speaker which was one of those conical things you see in political speeches. <\/p>\n<p>Then this <i>old<\/i> chap, who happens to be a professor, comes in and starts lecturing on&#8230;.believe it or not&#8230;<i>Lord of the Rings<\/i>, in pure Assamese. I can assure you that Assamese is a funny language, it&#8217;s pretty sweet to listen to, but it&#8217;s funny with words, like &#8211; saying <i>Markin Juktorashtra<\/i> for the United States cracks me up everytime. This old fellow starts teaching the first chapter of LotR, and very drily, at that. And I could vaguely get the feeling that it was the last day of the lecture, and he had been to the class only on the first day, where he had handled the preface, and exams were two days away.<\/p>\n<p>All the while I was thinking, oh my Gosh, I don&#8217;t remember how to spell <i>Gandalf<\/i> in Assamese. And Cash was going crazy trying to write &#8220;Gom Pau&#8221; on a notebook. And then he got caught while trying to do that. And then I woke up.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t remember eating anything odd last night.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had this weird dream sometime this morning, just before I awoke. OK, I saw that Cash had come back. And we were being very chummy about it, and all of a sudden we are in a class in college. Only, the class happens to be the Nursery hall of my old school. And an [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-338","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/338","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=338"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/338\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=338"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=338"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beatzo.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=338"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}