Blogger at last?

Well, for now at least.
I blog therefore I am?
Thats taken over hasnt it? Ever noticed how social networking, blogging and online chatting has taken over our lives? The world is a very small place now. So small in fact that it fits right on the top of my beat up old desk. All I need to do is tap on the magic mouse, click on a few words and voila, I'm in a different dimension of space time. Its a magical world where I can completely be myself, or completely be someone else. Cyberspace opens up a plethora of new and exciting opportunities for me to screw up and move on without anyone ever caring. I could be whoever I want to, whatever I want to. I could be a doctor, volunteering in Africa with doctors without borders, or a dashing corporate lawyer who just doesnt have time in her busy schedule to make friends, or the sweet innocent young 12 year old who just discovered the internet and is so very new to the whole chatroom experience. I could be anything and everything I ever wanted. I guess its an escapists paradise. You can move as far away from reality as you want. In fact there is no such thing as reality when it comes to cyberspace. Maybe thats why we all love it so much. It takes you away from your life. For a little while, all the deadlines, the project schedules, the insane bosses, the crazy relationships none of it matters. For a little while you can be a fish in a spacesuit. Flitting away in your little universe where nothing exists except you, information and Orkut (or Facebook)

Inkspot

Is this really happenning? Am I blogging? 2 days after the last blog.. well maybe there's hope for me yet.

Random thought for the day : Do we always remember the way things were? Or do we just remember they way we think they were? Do experiences shape memories? Or do memories shape experiences?

Now that that's out of the way. Did a bit of purging today. Wrote my diary after a long time. Thinking of getting back to writing. I have to hurry if I want to get my book done by the time I'm 35. It really has been a while since I wrote actually. I suppose I kind of miss it. I stopped in college after I lost my pen. I know it sounds silly, but I had this beat up old pen that I would write all my stuff with. All the stories the essays even exams. I had it all through school and then up until the second year of college. And then of course one of my best friends borrowed it and lost it! I hate when that happens!!! She never figured out why I made such a big deal of it. I guss its not her fault, she never even knew that I wrote let alone that the pen she borrowed was my quill. Its been some 5 years since then and I havent really written a word. I mean I've written, it just never makes any sense. When I had the pen, I would start out writing about something and then the pen would just take over and the story would just flow out of me. And I would discover it just as if I was a reader. Its difficult to explain I guess. But those who read get it. I mean the character would start as a little girl sad at moving house and would end at a murderess who killed an abusive husband, and I never knew how it got from one to other. Not until I read it back of course. The writing just took over. I never knew what to expect or where I would find myself at the end. I guess a little like now. I started off at a random thought and ended at an old memory. Maybe I had something to do with the stories after all :) .. Maybe I'll start another blog :)

Just some stuff

Ok the randomness hit me again. So our brilliant bus driver decides that he would like to take a shortcut today. Wow, amazing shortcut, of course I was irritated, annoyed, really really annoyed, so annoyed in fact that I did the most predictable thing ever, started messaging my friends telling them I was annoyed!!! What people will do to get a little attention ;)
Well got home about 45 mins late, angry as hell, swearing under my breath, wishing all sorts of hateful things on the @#$@#$@%#^%$&%^*&%^* bus driver... when what do I see, but my new maid standing in front of my door and waiting for me. Ah what a relief. I hate to admit it, and I hate it even more when it happens, but my mother, my dear sweet midlife-crisis-having, persistently-nagging-when-she's-annoyed, bad-earring-choosing mother was right!!!
I love being able to come home and be lazy. :) Ah bliss.

Online romance

I'm playing hookie from work today. Boss said I'd earned a day off after working soooo hard for the past few weeks. Great!! I should be happy right? I think I'm turning into one of those crazed work obsessed nuts who's helpless without their workstation in front of them. Gotta be that. No other explanation. I'm obsessed with being constantly connected. Hell I spend half my time at home on social networking sites like orkut/facebook etc etc etc. Whatever happened to good old fashioned ways to spend your time. Its depressing to not express yourself to friends face to face, just write diaries and blogs. Kinda lonely out here I guess. In endless cyberspace, we're all lost I guess. Looking for something to connect to. People meet online nowadays. They meet they fall in love, they get married... Almost without even seeing each other. Makes you wonder how small has the world really gotten, how connected have become? Its hard to miss the irony though, the more we connect the more lonely we are. Maybe I'm old school, but do we really forge true relationships on the internet? I was best friends with a college classmate for 4 years, we did everything together in college, then we moved in together and suddenly there was a whole side of her I'd never seen before. People quit their marriages on the pretext that they "dont know each other anymore". If after beings best friends, lovers, husband - wife, you dont know each other, then how well do you really know whats-his-face from your GNR chatroom?
So do we really fall in love online?? Or do we just fall in love with the idea of love/

Fake IPL Player

Ok its official ... I may not be an IPL fan but I'm most definitely a fan of this fake IPL player guy(girl) . The author is brilliant. While I still hold on to the slim hope of his being a player in the KKR (or should I say KR??), he really couldnt be one since I doubt that he would get that much time to post blogs, especially with the hawks watching. Plus he said he posted something from the Coachie's laptop which may have been a dead giveaway. One thing is for certain, whoever it is .. its a genius at the art of writing. Methinks they should write a book... Although considering this is India, you never know. KJ and SRK may just draw inspiration from this and create a big budget movie "K-K-Karan ko na kehna" - A moving emotional story all about loving your team, and leaving your team. The hero (SRK of course) is a young player with hopes and ambitions shattered by the cruel and moralless IPL teams. They try to draw him into their hedonistic, soulless, amoral, (yes i know they all mean pretty much the same thing), world but he resists thanks to the values and morals instilled by his parents. He gets tired of the humiliation and starts blogging and venting his frustration. They persecute him and when they finally find out who he is they plan to destroy his blog and ruin his reputation. Of course he wins in the end and everyone is happy. So watch out gang ... Dont miss next summer's hottest flick .. Inspired by true events!! :P

Getting back in the groove

Wow, been a while folks. And how!!! I guess almost a year is long enough for it to be a year. So let's catch up why dont we... Ok so in the last year I've done some really shitty work and some interestesting (yes its not a typo) work ... who knew I'd actually LIKE testing ... well I guess it takes all kinds.
Made a few messes, had a few losses, had a few gains too now that I think about it, made new friends, corrupted some old ones (you know who you are ;) ) Let's just say ... Its been fun :D ... looking forward to another interesting one ... here's hoping it has all the drama, none of the melodrama and more fun than the last one ... And for those of you who dont like this post .. Apologies from Flitting Cloud ... As I said .. I'm just "Getting back in the groove"

Aarushi

Everyone in India is pretty aware of the Aarushi murder case. She was murdered in her own bedroom even while her parents slept in the next room. The cops are trying to pin the murder on her dad, even though all the evidence proves otherwise. They charged him based on the fact that he and his wife didnt quite get the color of their clothes right. So here's what happened... He says he wore white pajamas, his wife says he wore blue pajamas (or none at all) boom .. he's in jail. Gotta give it to the cops.. they sure do have a knack for getting the wrong guy. I wonder if they'd be able to remember the color of their underwear the day after their kid is dead. Heck.. I dont think most people can do that on a normal day.. If someone comes up to you and asks you .. whats the colour of your underwear.. wouldn't you take a minute to think about it?? Think about it!! But hey you have to think!! you must've killed someone!!