I have just not felt like visiting this place and I have seriously thought about shutting this down. Between FB and Twitter all my needs of virtual existence are more or less taken care of. I keep waiting for this big, smart alecky, funny post to pop in my head and it never happens. So before taking this down I went through my archives and I realised even for all the pretense and fake humor or bravado at least I could recall exactly how my life was at the various points of my life. And I think that is the purpose of any online journal. And if I dont write I will slowly lose that ability just like my hand-writing is slowly morphing into an illegible scrawl from “moti jaise akshar” thanks to only typing and minimal actual writing over past 3 years.
I neednt wait for that big post. I just need to write and write and write.
Even if its about celebrity internet stalking like this Kevin Pietersen’s tweet about Deepika and S.Mallya. Or this song which I am in love with but cant find a mp3 of to play endlessly in a loop. I mean Amor mas mas loco, para tu y yo, come to me amora is so much better than I am crazy and you better visit my blog.