Here’s the situation. While the bloody result seems to have fallen prey to the big bad wolf and left us hapless souls to plod on aimlessly,
we (the great minds that are Sajeel and I) have nothing but our large
noses to blame for missing a clause from some laws that could’ve saved us three
whole years down the road. Precious time that could’ve/should’ve been spent
preparing for what we ought to have learned in the first two years, so we too could be
leaving on a jet plane right now, away from the kettles and the pots and the
storms in the teacups, and the madness that has us enveloped thus.
So countless back-seat superfluous discussions
later, here we are. The end of the
bloody rainbow in sight, fingers crossed, we begin to dig.