They call him the singing sensation, and that is quite an understatement. He sang his way to an I-schol in the first year, but had his sights elsewhere this year and the presence of an alarm-clock betrayed his intentions. The hostel office is considering granting him a rebate for the umpteen breakfasts he had to forego this year. Ordinarily not a resident of D-2, his floormates did feel his absence when he locked the day's newspaper inside his room. Getting placed rather early, he regrets he could not depreciate his new suit sufficiently,