As I went out of the university today, I started feeling some weird discomfort. I did not exactly know what it was, what it meant, and where it came. An individual is sometimes absolutely unaware of his true position, whether he is moving on, or wandering purposelessly. That has hit me today, when I left my temporary home that I rented and went into the dying light of the evening sun.

I was drifting through the throng of people, who were thronging the streets, and I had just as much sense as nowhere–no news, no place. I did not know where I was going, nor where I would come back. Having passed a little, I reached the railway station. A heavy freight train went rolling by, and people were hastening onto the platforms in twenties, with a purpose and urgency about their steps.

I said to mys

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