Thursday, 20 December 2012

A Mediocre Post

So it is the same here! Every day, same life!! There is no excitement no depression It’s  just the same everyday..mediocre to the core

What are we doing with ourselves?
We- people who are dedicated, working 9 to 5 (actually working most of the time), afraid of wrath (of God, Mother in Law ,Boss, HR), praying God, watching TV, talking politics types 

We call ourselves, Hardworking?  Well they call us BORING!!

We struggle hard to meet our personal and professional deadlines.
·         Oh! Its 2nd Already 7th is the last date for payment of electricity bill, I must hurry
·         The financials are required tomorrow?? I can sit entire night and finish it
·         1st I must pay rent, children's school fee and maids’ salary! 1st I must stock my ration!
We are not risk takers!! Our heart beats 10 times faster on slightest of risk. Oh we are so calculated!!
Taking a 10 ft  roller coaster ? woaah!! Too much.  We are happy on our recliners. More than 3 rotations on our office chair make our heads spin (literally and other wise)
  • Going crazy in love- shouting our lungs out and telling everyone about it?? – Very difficult Question, ignore
  • Infidelity? – Out of Syllabus
  • Petty clandestine operations? Manipulations?- higher studies
  • Spending savings for few moments of excitement?- Blasphemy
  • Fighting in public?- Ok No more Questions
  • Going berserk in public??- Seriously No more
  • With us it’s like, more than 4 random questions?-  Retrospection of self/suspicion/ anxiety/fear… all emotions along with hyperventilation !!

We were happy in cocoon- discussing health problems (national and self),sipping coffee until the day two worlds collided. Extremism v/s Mediocrity !!

Moments of silence!! For sometime both the worlds were not making sense to each other. Gibberish!! Mediocre stood there and watched in silence, while extremist rolled on floor with laughter. Mediocre smirked and prayed for the day when they will have lastlaugh. Extremist laughed harder

Time passed. Both the worlds are going along together now. Well none shed their innate behavior, but they have learnt to respect each other!!
We , mediocre,  have learnt that – The sky  will not fall on occasional delays in deadlines
They, extremist, learnt-   Sky can fall sometime, be prepared

And then they lived happily ever after .. (minus some slight ego clashes, occasional slugfest, frequent showcase of power, demeaning remarks) 

P.S: Sad part , I dont know how to works on alignments here!! so sorry if it has gone little awry sometime

Thursday, 13 December 2012

Of Preachers and Followers

We humans are a unique breed. We claim to have evolved to be at top of the echelon, but in true sense we are still part of the jungle.The innate qualities of being in herd, in continuous paranoia of attack and unwillingness to start something new, still exists. We are still like animals of the jungle and worse.
We are still part of a larger herd, we still follow - whom we assume ‘alpha’!
While going around the streets of Chennai with Ms Melhotra; I noticed something strange- she is turning her head away from all the temples/churches/shrines. Strange indeed.  When finally I asked for the reason, she said her ‘guru’ refrain all his followers from idol worship! Oh Oh…so she is not an atheist but a  believer- believer of different God! Idol worship is highly debatable and I would have let it go, had I not happen to visit the Ashram of her preacher. In middle of the sprawling 30 acres property they (followers) have erected a 10 ft gigantic statute of their guru and were praying it every time they were passing by it – Followers!! Wake up!! This is idol worship!!
Irrational minions!! They are playing with you
 We, human beings are strange lot, for we are searching for answers of the questions nobody asked. We want peace but cannot find solace within and then we turn to someone we believe is capable of bringing peace. We do not trust ourselves!! We like to follow and are afraid to lead our life the way we want- The way it should be
Fragile vulnerable souls! – Take stand, They know you!
There is no harm in following a great deed and understanding the nuances of being a better soul. There is no harm in listening to the positive sermons to uplift you. There is no harm in learning ways of meditation and becoming a better individual.
Spirituality is not harmful!!
I am not against spirituality!  It’s the extremity of it which concerns me! It’s the blind faith that worries me. My heart sinks when I see 10 year olds doing ‘ 108 hari naam jaap’ at ISKCON!- I am believer of the ISKCON foundation, our forefathers have been instrumental in making it happen ! But I never did ‘hari naam jaap’  till I was mid twenties ,old enough to understand, what it means. A 10 year looking for spirituality? Cmmon be rational!! He doesn’t even know what he is holding and its significance! For all I know he could be just playing with the beads!!
Don’t let anyone fool you in name of religion and spirituality.
Explore your own spirituality! Don’t jump in bandwagon- or if at all you have jumped, keep your senses alive. Don’t be blind don’t be slave. Reason!! Don’t turn spirituality into fanaticism.  I remember members of ‘people’s temple’ who believed in their preacher – Jim Jones, to an extent that they gave up everything they had, to live a humble life in Jungles of Guyana (South America). They trusted their leader so much so that they all committed suicide in November 1978, on command of their leader (mass suicide of 909 individuals, second highest loss of American civilian life, highest being in 9/11 attacks)
Who is more stupid? The leader who asked the followers to end their lives or the followers who believed and ended it?
Remember only you can find peace for yourself, you only have to trust yourself

Aham Brahmasmi !! Believe me you are God yourself!

Wednesday, 5 December 2012

FD aayi?? Haan aa gayi!

So yet another thought on FDI in retail?  topical blogging eh? But what to do then - this is what everyone has been talking about for a long time now and my puny brain with limited access to knowledge is bound to get influenced.  However, I will refrain myself from talking its implications- All News Channels hosts, Indian Intelligentsia, Humanitarians are talking about it and I have a feeling I might end up emulating them

Besides I don’t want to dilute my core topic today- India’s reaction towards change (read Govt. New policies/schemes)

Accept it or not, we Indians have been fooled by government so much that we have stopped believing in the system at all. Even though sometime government do things/bring policies (let’s not question the intent here, for we all we go in different tangent then) which are actually beneficial for India as whole, Indians start protesting it before its implementation (or drafting sometimes)- It actually kills enthusiasm of the whole project

Its Conditional Reflex, They (Govt) introduce a policy/bill/scheme/anything and We (Indians) Protest!

I remember liberalization of economy dated back late 90s. Here the ever so quite P.V Narsimha Rao thought of liberalizing the Indian Economy and there BAM!! Entire India is on street! I remember rallies and protests where white Kurta clad, Allahabad Universities Student Head/would be Politicians ,were actually throwing ‘so-called-imported’ stuff (clothes basically) in fire and shouting “Angrezon Bharat Chhodo!!”  (Seriously I am laughing as I am writing!) Later these would be politicians were  found celebrating – after tearing few shirts, breaking few vehicles and middle finger to law -at the local bar; todays special order “Aaj to Angrezi piyenge”

That’s what it is! Nobody is bothered about the common man. He is still stray, still clueless!! – If 100s are saying its BAD its BAD, join in! If FDI in retail will come what will happen to the mom & pop shops? in 20 years they are like my family… they  will go out of business, poor and homeless and what not common man is compassionate, that why he is being exploited. His heart is more commanding than brain. His heart is letting them (hypocrites) win!

However, I am happy, after all the revolt and non-cooperation, FDI in retail is passed! Many Thanks to UP majors SP, BSP- I Love you guys, for the first time you actually DID something for the nation, YOU DID NOT VOTE!!

I am looking forward to its implications – I am sure it’s not going to be what social workers/opposition is pointing at! It’s all going to be good. India will shine again

Saturday, 1 December 2012

Ode To A Simple Man

He trudged all the way through
Yet he never sweat
Nor he stop smiling
They sneered, they laughed
He laughed with them too
But never stopped
And walked all the way through

Achievements you have none
They said. He agreed!
And he never told them about
Relativity of Success
They materialised and numbered it too
But he savoured them all
As he walked all the way through

‘Gold I have many’-
Often he use to say
‘But its a golden heart I treasure
What good is wealth?
If it cannot make your loved one smile
Love is only wealth that counts when-
You walk all the way through’

He died like a simple man
Quietly from our world to beyond
He left as the morning sun rose
But little did people know
The man was a wizard
Who mastered the magic of simplicity
As he walked all the way through

* Dedicated to my grandfather- a great philosopher, visoner and a very simple man

Tuesday, 27 November 2012

Fast Music Slow Traffic

Music is enchanting
It has Strong power
To move you, with it
In Trance!!
My mind raced

There is no looking back!
I will run! I will achieve
I will bring the change!
In trance
My mind raced

New ideas developed
New revolutions made
 2 minutes of achievement
In trance
My mind raced

Thoughts at speed of light
Stirred feelings -of accomplishment
Of what has been done
And will be done.
Of freedom and ecstasy
Thoughts grew, took shape
In trance
My mind raced

Alas! I opened my eyes
I am still at the same place!
Drivers honking
Traffic moving at 10 Km per hour
Dreams & Reality
Not at the same pace
Its suffocating
I feel caged
Transcendent and back
Reality hurts! Illusion escalates
So I closed my eyes
Back in trance
I let my mind race

Saturday, 24 November 2012

In the Mirror


“Thank you for being there for me – I am blessed to know someone like you…..”

 “Only if I would have find you years back my life would have been much better…Thanks”

“ With you around I feel much more stronger …Thank you for standing like a rock for me…”

And there are still more words/ sentences of similar effect, I keep hearing from people I barely know … -so repetitive and so similar in nature that now it is analogous to the cluttering of a machine to my brain- which has stopped accepting the emotions underneath at all- love and appreciation do not stir a ripple in my heart any more. I do not doubt the intent/sincerity of people who said such things to me- I better not! The question which leaves me pondering every night is- “How can somebody be so special for every one??”-  Its not something to boast about, it’s strange it is weird, it’s scary!!!

At this point it is important to explain to readers, who are chuckling at my baseless disclosure of a common phenomenon and exaggerating upon it , following important points:

a)      I am not a Counselor nor a spiritual leader neither a doctor or a lawyer

b)      I am not running an NGO, for upliftment of society
And more importantly it’s only since last few years, I am being given garlands of such appreciations. Every one like to be loved & respected in the society, then why am I not happy? I am no different from others! I am standing in front of the mirror ,its already past midnight, I am all alone, I am all by myself, feeling bad about the guy who told me in the evening ‘how I made him a better man’… I almost felt my reflection smiling at me as if its saying : “What a waste of time!- go off to bed” – I cant! not today, I frowned at my reflection, tomorrow is weekend!, so I stood there gazing at myself (oh! I m beautiful!!)…I saw myself I am so imperfect, so diabolic, so scheming type  How can I actually make someone a better human? When, I am not even near human myself. If humanity has 100 points I would barely get passing marks!

My Mashlow’s pyramid is inverted: 

I have attained self actualization before other basic needs like Social Stature! I know I am no God, infact I am close to devil, but yes I know that for sure and never felt godly before, may be that does make me an elevated individual. Atleast I know! Or may be I am lucky “bitterness” is what I have in me, and I speak that too, ascerbity has two effects- depression or elevation, my listeners took my harsh words sportingly (No one committed suicide, or left the job in hand) and became “better humans” instead; however if anybody is taking chances with their life in future (or after reading this) I know I will come out clean, I am born in the family of lawyers! This is what all spiritual gurus are doing…. And man they are rich!!

 So far so good I have no regrets – not even for wasting one hour in front of the mirror (oh! I am beautiful)- my heart’s feeling light now and I can go off to sleep finally. If I am contributing in making even a man a better individual I am happy I better not think of expurgating my diabolical thoughts- that someone else’s job!!

I went off to sleep immediately and in my dream I saw thousands of people sitting with hands clasped, praying silently as if the god in front is the answer to all their worries and pain. The people are ready to give up all their asset and gold just to have a blessing from one that’s sitting on golden throne, surrounded with “greens” and “yellows” while people around chanted prayers.  As the prayers grew stronger and people became more anxious just to see the face of God, flame of the lamp glowed . I could see the face of God myself!

There on Golden throne sat a goddess so serene,

Her smile was pure her intentions clean

She never objected your yellow or green

For she can make you a man you wanted to be

Away from all pain careless and free

And as the lamp’s flame glowed her face I could see,

Sitting on golden throne was noone but me!  

*Wide Awake*


Friday, 23 November 2012

Looking At The Broken Auto Meter

Present Time....

Me :  My Booking Number is 2345 I have booked a Cab for 9 A.M, its already 9:00 where is the Cab??
Call Center Executive (female) :  Oru Nimisham
2 mins hold
Call Center Executive (Male): Madam Driver is on the way
Me : But I want it at 9:00 I have a meeting to attend
Call Center Executive (Male): Some Gibberish
Me : Please Speak in English
Call Center Executive (Male): Madam Taxi not available, Taxi at 10 :00 A.M
Me: But I BOOKED LAST NIGHT (yes I shouted)
Call Center Executive (Male): Gibberish again
2 mins hold
Me : What are you doing its 9:10 already
Call Center Executive (Male): Madam driver on the way
----------------- disconnected---------------

Flashback ....

Not so long ago in Suburbs of Chennai...

I waived my hand to stop the speeding Auto-rickshaw,to take a ride back home. The black and Yellow Auto (as it is popularly called) came to halt few meters before me.A well built Auto walla peered and said something in Tamil, I guessed he must have said "where" so I  told my destination which is not even two kms from where I was standing .

Yes I could have walked!- had that 1Kms stretch near my house would not be  deserted and pitch dark and unsafe 

There!! I heard him say- unabashed !! "80 Rs Madam!! 80 Rs?? for two Kms?? I must have heard it all wrong!! I confirmed..."80?? or 40??" He gave me a strange look - A look you want to give to a retard, chuckled and left

Later I heard that Autowalla has been admitted in hospital due to shock he got after hearing the number 40 Some people say he took it as an insult and went into depression!

Next Auto came, I told my location and got100 this time "100??" I exasperated... "but the earlier Auto said 80!"

"OK Madam!! OK 80!!"

And 80 it was! I sat for the first time on shaky spirally rollar-coastery ride on wrong side of the road. for 40 Rs/Km  (Wow!). I saw a meter inside !!  Question : What is that meter doing in the auto??

Since then I kept paying 80 without revolt! I have accepted the inevitable, 80 then became 90 and then  100 in no time. Sometime 20-30 Rs extra for traffic as well!!  Question : What is that meter doing in the auto??

How was I to know that worse is yet to come!

And one unfaithful day it happened!! I shifted to another office location -11 Kms far from my house!!. I did my Unitary method calculations and got unbelievably  high numbers. Auto commute can end up sucking my whole salary!!

An 'expert auto traveler' gave me a sense of relief  - "don't worry about long distance travel, its not that much. Like for short distance minimum is 50 for long distance it is 150 to 200!"  To put it simply in his words - 'What they see is 50 what they can't is 200'

Question : What is that meter doing in the auto??

I braced myself for new battle! the 'expert auto traveler' was correct, Auto walas always quoted something between 150-200 !, I tried negotiating several time but in vain! However what that 'expert auto traveler' did not tell me that - Auto-wala may just abandon me on that 1 Km eerie road and ask for more money in order to drop me home!! Tired of extortion I decided to switch

I switched to Cab Services!! 100 Rs for 1st 4 kms and 13 Rs/ Km there after. Cab runs on meter!!

Not bad! cheap and convenient AC transport.  Enough of cluttering of Auto and 'heart in mouth' travel experience , Now I will travel in peace-  well that is what I thought.

I booked a cab from my house to office at 9:00. Boy I was in for some surprise! 9:15 already and nobody came!!! The driver called me at 8:45 and told me that he will be there at 9:00 its 9:15 and he is still not here.. I called him several times and got busy tone. Finally by 9:25 he reached. He was apologetic, spoke English and drove safe and best of all- I saved myself from negotiation slugfest. Anybody can be late! I did not bother

I swear late coming of  Cabs (15-20 mins) did not deter me day one, or two , or three.. I accepted it just like I accepted irrational auto fares!! but then they pushed me too far - frequent 2 hours delay!

Also banging phones on my face is not what I was in for!!

Back in Present Time....

Familiar interiors!! has nothing but images- 2 of God, 3 of  a Tamil Politician (different Avatar)  and one in the corner of a Tamil film actor. The incense stick was burning in front of the politician.

As the Auto sped past all the vehicles, breaking all traffic rules, on footpath! I looked at the broken meter, I thought it smirked!After all its non-existence won! I sighed,once again I have accepted the inevitable! Defeated I put on my ipod and acted as if nothing ever happened 

It was always like this and will always be

Saturday, 17 November 2012

Thinking Out Loud

Exactly after 6 months and 25 days here I am back on the same track.... Sitting idle on Sunday Morning after few hours of sleep and blogging..or as I would like to say "Thinking out loud".In these 6 months and 25 days my thoughts have  been centrifuged to just one thing - ME!  Yes this post is going to be about me.

Random & confusing!

Reality hit me only yesterday- it seems like I was under a spell all the time and its only yesterday I heard that clap and snapped back into reality! The present time!! Time where everything has moved on except for myself.  While the world is looking forward to 2013 ...For me it is still April! That poem I started composing is still unfinished... The picture that I wanted to paint has not been coloured. I have not learnt a new trade or art.

6 months 25 days!! Gone!!

Like everything in the world this too has a reason. I can sit here lament the loss- which I have been doing all these days! Evaluating  loss!! Escaping reality !! -Tell you all about it and prove that its not my fault but then I will be lying!

Volenti non-fit injuria*!!

Its a loss yes! can it be avoided?- I don't know.. Will it happen again?-May be... ...but then I know I will come back, like today someday, I will be back again. Will it happen soon?- I will not let that be!! I remember an honest answer I gave in the final round of Ms Fresher 2005 contest, to the question "what qualities you have in you to keep you going?" I said "I am resilient"

Back again!!


* the precept that denotes a person who knows and comprehends the peril and voluntarily exposes himself or herself to it, although not negligent in doing so, is regarded as engaging in an assumption of the riskand is precluded from a recovery for an injury ensuing therefrom.

Monday, 23 April 2012

A house with a mango tree

Sometime it has given fruits
That lasted for months
And some seasons just flowers bushy
‘Why don’t you cut it?’
People often asked then
‘And sell its wood for money’

My father would tell 
He would never do so
‘For only we have a house with a Mango tree’

Street Children would pelt stones
To bring its juicy fruit to ground
And sometime just to tease
‘It is a menace to us!’
My mother would crib then
‘Cut it! For your family‘
My father said
He would never do so
‘For only we have a house with a Mango tree’

Neighbors would come to pluck its  leaves
For all pious occasions
And end up ruining our morning peace
‘Why don’t we cut this thing?’
My sister would say then
‘We are not doing charity!’
My father frowned
He would never do so
‘For only we have a house with a Mango tree’

The tree has been cut down today
For mammon is stronger than god
As all emotions cease
“Cut this damn thing!"
My uncle said

“For I need space for entry”
Alas! My father is no more
Else he would never let him do so
For only he built that house with a Mango tree

Saturday, 17 March 2012

The Grey World- Another Poem

He came to me in despair
Dejected dishevelled
In need for love & care
I looked in his eyes
Pleading begging
Truthful and fair
I lifted him up
From abysmal darkness
Brought him to light
With love and kindness

Alas! I did not see
The stagger he kept for me
For I don’t have third eye
Fie! I saw my love die
As the stagger hits me
Paying back for my generosity
Here I lie pondering alone
Bruised and battered from fresh wound
How am I to know?
That humanity exist no more
That mullah has gone strong
And you say I am wrong?

 She called me that dreaded night
Alone and cold
Crying with all her might
For she has been shunned
By the one she loved most
With no one by her side
She was standing at death’s coast
I hugged her as tight a hug can be
Wiped her tears
Made her a family

Alas I couldn’t be
To her a family
Or a friend to love & share
Deepest secret, dreaded fear
She blatantly blamed me
That I helped her to flee
From every one she loved
Ah! My faith too has been shoved
Into the deepest well it’s gone
Leaving me cold and alone
How am I to know?
That truth exist no more
That faith doesn’t last long
And you say I am wrong?

How one decides right or wrong?
Meek or strong?
If one doesn’t know or feel,
What he is to world is not real,
There he is someone he wants to be,
And his imagination cannot change reality
Alas! But A man’s fad cannot be cured,
To the system he is so inured
Which he never wants to quit
Does everything to fit
Where good and evil does not exist
For truth there is no place
It’s just about saving his face
In mad conceited race
To be best in system they follow
System so mercurial! so shallow!
Turning him against his own self! making him hollow!
And  just another man in throng
Hating the one who does not belong
Or who rise above in revolution
To refrain forced inclusion
In system where there is No black & white
No wrong or right
Weak or might
Where truth and beauty doesn’t make song
And to that world I do not belong
Here I am still the same still strong
And pondering for long
Where am I wrong?

Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Traffic Blues: A sonnet

The day bus drivers will drive their buses
As buses and not motorcycle
The day motorcyclist will feel he is a man
Not a mole scurrying in small spaces
The day Auto drivers will drive Auto-rickshaws
And not fly a helicopter
The day when man will stop running
In green light, like a sprinter
The day Bicycles will not run on footpath
Flagged vehicle will not own traffic cops
And the day when race of lifetime
To cross the signal stops
I will not wish for good luck when you are gone
And pray till you are home

Tuesday, 13 March 2012

Why I missed Day 2....

So I promised myself that I will post something or the other everyday.... so much is happening in the country!! SP came with clear majority in UP! and now that Akhilesh Yadav have sworn in , UP will have an educated CM with a degree from University of Sydney! Mrs Pratibha Patil's speech yesterday in join Assembly session have been disrupted by slogans such as - Jai Telangana!!! That's height of  non sequitur(ism)... ( following posts may have some bit of Indian Political scenario there is so much to write not to forget  perennial issues such as 'AI pilot blunder', 'match fixing' - yes! it has become perpetual,'volatile market', 'escalating gold prices' aur ' KASAB KO PHANSI KAB HOGI' etc)

Yes I promised myself that I will post everyday yet I did not yesterday.... why?? well I had to work on an article for a magazine, the sad part : I got to know about that article @ 6 only, I worked till 9 and when the publisher of the magazine gave me two more days as well as an extra page - I GAVE UP!! I am still weak from my sickness - a days late night work and my fever relapsed today! As far as the pleasure of writing is concerned , I was content yesterday- in this manner my job is quite fulfilling :)

Yes I promised myself I will post everyday there is so much is happening in the country... and within myself

Saturday, 10 March 2012

What was once my first post....

I am forced to write… And worse people come from ecclesial background and suggest me topics on which I should write (Thank you! I appreciate it. I am normally out of themes to write on ….but there is just one problem your theme is stale, old, and Stinking on web since internet was first launched! I know you are acting smart…you are giving me all the rotten ideas to write upon while you keep the good ones for your self!! Right ?? (Say yes, say yes, say yes or I will commit suicide only with the thought of wasting 1 hour (ONE HOUR) listening to your “revolutionary idea”))

That’s not all there are even smarter breed of people who give me theme like “UFO Invasion!!” and worst they even have story ready!!(Now what to you want out of me!!! I quit everything and become a typist?? Typing a story which I would rather see in fire than in library? And you are not even PAYING ME!!!!!)

You think it’s all?? You are nuts!!- This “one” kind, I am about to mention, I love (read loathe) most….they never force me to write (how can they? They are writer/poets themselves….these people would pick up my composition, change a line or two (giving it a different meaning altogether) and will send it back to me!!! (What??? Why?? Why me? I am still searching for these answers! Really!!)

Motivators come in all shape and sizes…. With the ideas most eccentric and stories most weird! These are people  lord Vishnu sent to earth with a mission “Go my dear soul…there are so many ‘hanumans’ on earth they are yet to know of their power within…..go soul go and tell them that I have blessed them with art of blogging” and there they are minions of Lord Vishnu torturing every soul on earth helping them to find a writer (read blogger) within!

And here I am, motivated by minions of God, well-wishers of humanity and preachers of art,- blogging my thoughts…

And no it’s not that I hate writing, I love it , in fact I take it very seriously … and soon you will know! it’s just that I have my inhibitions in blogging…  Why?? Honestly when people encourage you too much to pursue something you tend to get apprehensive – nothing but human nature *smiles*

Sit back enjoy as I take you through – human seasons (why I named it so will be my next post… but before let me get hang of this blog…) well now though the name of blog differs intentions remain same

* P.S : None of the incident quoted above is figment of writer’s imagination or has been exaggerated. All what’s mentioned is but truth (except for the lord Vishnu part, yet to know the truth ;) )


Day 1 and I moved to another blogsite!!.... I am becoming mean, something which I always wanted to

Why I am here? : Well this one is simple convenient and easy to use ...see what did I say about being mean part. Besides this lady sitting next to me- who inspired me to blog like no one else, by glamorising it!- refferd this site as the best!; to put it in her own words ' its so convenient that I can post from my mobile!' and there I was struggling to upload a picture (on that other blog).... decision had to be made real quick... If you are unable to upload a picture in three attempts.... its time to move on!!

Sad part : well I had my post there (my first post!) and a comment (the first one...that too not a bad one either!)

Way out : I am putting my post as well as the comment here!! take that! my pessimist self!!

Some Promises* :
  • I will not I repeat not write anything which anyone tells me to... Not now, not unless I feel I should
  • I will not review books/movies/TV shows
  • I will neither be too philosophical or emotional
  • I will not be too acerbic seriously I will try hard!!
With promise of great start and ..ahem..longer association (with the site)

I start again

* All promises are subject to writers mood and may change with  the external environment. Please do not read it too carefully and take it to heart before commenting :)