the simple made complicated.

ignorance is bliss and i could not agree more at this point in time. i am too much aware of how and in what all things in the world i am wasting my time on, and what all i ought to do. it goes beyond a simple to-do thing. i know how important these things are for me to do. had i just known i have to do x,y and z by dates a,b and c [in my life for the most part a=b=c :( ] i might have been much much happier and felt much light at heart and head. but universities are inclined to make things complicated and so my list ends up looking like it is at the moment.
- have to write x, which can be on any thing from prehistory to WWII. yes that's the range. i cant decide whether to be a hunter gatherer or Constantine's soldier or head of Auschwitz. right now i am thinking i will just be a school father in Lagash 2350 B.C.E. but i really want to be Tariq bin Zayad's soldier in Gibraltar.
- have to assess the microfinance sector in Pakistan, in preferably 4000 words. sounds simple, but i can choose any variables to draw any conclusions. Sir rightly said there are no right or wrong answers, but that just added to the complications in writing an otherwise straightforward essay
- write a story. about anyone, anything, in real or imaginary world, set in any place and time. now we all know our lives deserve to go onto the storyboard and there's so much to learn from everyday experiences and daily musings of a university student with upset sleep cycle and stomach. i mean i can write a novel on alice's adventures on the student_events mailing lists and the climactic surprise ending of the Music society's anniversary concert. i can also write about a girl who always procrastinated and still didn't drop out of LUMS (because everyone else was no different, except ofcourse some ACFMs and excited freshies ).
now all these have to be submitted more or less in the same time frame, lets call the range B. B for Bah. B for BSc.
i wish i didn't know history was so rich, and that i could write on anything from a tree named barck,(a is deliberately missing) to a hanger in a laundry called Bella.there's just too much happening all the time. too much flux.
i think i will now write an abstract of my microfinance paper. more interestingly, objective findings of my university life suggest that too much freedom, not knowledge is a dangerous thing. awkward ending, but i really need to go.