Work

Yet again I dont have much to write about. I come accross these letters which are being posted as blogs i guess thats become a trend these days. You can post a blog as a letter to all your loved ones and remove all the grudges. I guess this one should be dedicated to my boss. No, i am not wasting my time writing a letter. This is about the part of my life where I spend most of my time these days, yes on a gas stove. Thats what my works about, putting off fire around east asia. This somewhat makes me feel like a fire officer.

Just another blog!!

Every time I sit down to write something on my laptop I can’t think of a particular topic blab about. So I have decided that I would write and would let the topic come on the course. I have my music on; when I look outside my window I see the rains pouring down. It makes me wonder, wonder about a lot of things. It makes me wander around my past. It makes me contemplate about my present and enthrals me about the future. It’s funny when I can’t comprehend through this journey of thoughts. When I say funny it doesn’t exactly leave a smile on my face. I take a look around my bedroom and I realize it’s been a mess ever since it became my bedroom. The cables of my bass guitar and its processor makes its look like a mini studio without most of the equipment’s but what messes up the entire set up is my study. I don’t know if it’s eligible to be a called a study now. The acoustic on my bed is its eye candy. It’s funny when my mom comes every second day and tries to strum the strings, this does leave a smile on my face and when I say smile it’s an understatement. The latest edition in my house is my cat. I always thought I would want a dog but what I get is a cat. This fellow is my mom’s eye candy. To be honest he is a bit interesting, nothing less than a dog I must say but yes lazy, very lazy.

Since I am at home for the last few days now I came across the most happening thing on the web “Facebook”. This is the place people can be whatever they want to be. It’s funny I come across status messages which reads “had an awesome day” or “today the waves were of my height”. I can’t help ignore all this and laugh and trust me it’s worth a laugh. I don’t know if it’s that important to let the world know if u feeling sad or happy or in other words why do we enjoy so much attention?? Off late there’s been a lot of chaos in regards to the “lok pal bill” which has become the new subject of everyone’s attention and it’s nice that people are supporting it through Facebook. I don’t know how that really helps. Is it that we are creating awareness??? People using Facebook on the web are that secluded from the world that they aren’t aware of what’s going on?? I somehow wish I can go back to that age where we didn’t have Facebook, not having a mobile phone or a post graduate degree wasn’t the comprehension to judge a person. I still remember going to college with 20 bucks in my pocket and making the most of it. I know those days aren’t going to come back but it makes me proud that I was once part of that generation when people were what they seemed like. But I guess it’s nice if I meet “Chappal” in person and when she becomes a“joota” on Facebook.

The awesomeness of Facebook just can’t be measured by fake personalities loitering all over it. You can humiliate a few people, embarrass them to the verge of their agony and god knows what not. But you do get to meet your long lost friends and connect with them. Personally this was my favourite feature of these networking sites until I became a victim of it.

The wonders of the web will make me wander through my thoughts and it’s just not the web it’s everything else as well. It teaches me to welcome change with utmost humility before it changes you to become a delicacy for others.

Shashe buri des!!!

It’s been a while from the last time I wrote something on the web. The title is a Japanese phrase for the same quote (it’s been a while). Last night it struck into my head that I haven’t posted anything for quite some time and then there was a terrific beginning which followed through but now as I have finally started writing I don’t remember the beginning nor the topic I was going to write about. I hope that happens after some few lines have been jotted down into this word document. Since I can’t figure out what I would be writing about I just realized my blog title was called “attendence”. I don’t remember if the spelling mistake was intentional or if it was a spelling mistake. Nevertheless I found the title boring considering I wouldn’t be writing about any attendance catastrophes nor would I be writing about a revolutionary movement which apparently has become the talk for the town these days. The title is inspired by the lost prophets’ album “liberation transmission”. Yes I am inspired by Anu malik for using the word “inspired”. It’s been a while since I have done many things to honest. But it feels good when you wander around searching your interests. There are so many things I want to write about but I don’t know where I shall start. I guess I would end my blog here. I would be posting more often than I ever have.

Jaane (later)!!!!