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The very proof to my existence seemed to be my “online” status on the chat bar or messengers! I was already an active member of the facebook community interested in commenting and public thrashing. Facebook seemed to me like an elixir of life when boredom was consuming it up! Though there might be some scoffing at my thoughts.. but it was like a proof to my sane existence and something that kept me alive(online would have been the more appropriate word.. but under these circumstances the boundary is fatally marginal).Moreover someone seemed to be wanting of my opinions(read comments). Though they were rebuked upon and considered shit ,i cared no less because it was like an acknowledgment of my presence being noticed. It would start with a stray status opinion and soon all the pandemonium would break loose. After all the ass-whipping and the mud-slinging the storm would recede leaving the rest to nurse the wounds. Facebook came up with all sorts of applications to keep me occupied. These applications assured me to find answers to my eternal queries and even the very last detail of my friends and even scary.. their deep secrets!! Some even promised to predict the future for me( i had one application telling me i would be happily married with three kids to a girl, whose name i would like to leave out, by the year 2010).
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Facebook sure seemed to be my final solace until i chanced to stumble into the Twitter world. This opened up vistas of nonsensical posts and a whole world of celebrities at my home(by home.. i was obviously referring to my Twitter home page). To see these people talk and that too first hand, was a refreshingly new experience. This got me hooked and twitter page became a permanent “tab-resident” on my browser. Tweeting was an entirely different ,giving me the power to air my “thought-tweets” to my friends. I didn’t hav the need to think up a clever status as was the case in Facebook. I could literally post anything remote that struck me as convincing. Tweets(Twitter posts) became the order of the day. Moreover,the zillion things and buzzing activities gave you stuff to circumspect and with a little work with my grey matter i literally churned out tweets.
When the 160 character tweets started to chain my creativity and the pangs of boredom started growing on me i turned to blogging. Blogspot was the obvious destinations. It seemed quite easy with the thousand of ideas steaming up inside me. The first times are the best they tell me..so true. I was quite at ease in posting up blogs for the first few days. Ad days counted on, there seemed to be a serious dearth of blogging topics. The hundreds of activities rolling around me failed to entice a writing worth blogging!
So here i am again.. thinking on something to write but the cursor sure has moves a lot! So i thought i would put this scrap up! Adding on.. Sanity is the worthless ornament worn by a deluded and bored soul!


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