B L A A A A G No. 1

Ok...Let me get this straight. Considering the fact that you have stumbled upon this web-page in your browser, I can safely make 2 assumptions:

Assumption 1:--> That all you fellow mortals have completed your mundane activities on Internet which include, but are not limited to, 'scrapping' on Orkut, checking FB profile of that cute chic ( and then feeling disheartened bcoz you don't have access to her Pics..Damn this new privacy feature on FB!), checked the latest EPL standings on goal.com and finally, zeroed in on the movie you are gonna watch while you hit the sack today.

After all, tell me 1 person in this whole wide world who is gonna read this blog until he has nothing better to do on Internet.

Assumption 2:--> The moment you clicked on this page's URL, you thought " Oh! here we go..another idiot who is gonna bore me with his " My experiments with Life", "Thoughtful Moments" and blah! blah! blah! on this web-page. As if I don't get enough of that philosophy from my Boss at office. God knows why every tom, dick and harry thinks he can write a blog today - and as if people are gonna read their shit. Anyways, since I am bored like hell, let me have a look what this jerk has to say about "Life". Arghhh!"

And for all those who don't fall in any of the above categories and still managed to reach this page
out of good-will or the pathetic reputation my writing enjoys among my peers, I promise those intellectuals that this blog will savour your precious click for days to come.

Well, no offence to the adroit bloggers out there but the thing I fail to understand is what harm a little jocular approach towards writing would do to them? While this allegation may be based on unsubstantiated evidence, partly because I am not much of a blogging enthusiast, but what prompted me to write this piece is the fact that nearly every blog I have ever visited (pardon me for I have not visited too many of them) has little else but philosophical lessons we learn from everyday life.

I don't know about people but what I want when I am reading a literary creation is the ability to connect with it. Why is it so that when I visit any blog, I am forced to reinvent my conscience? If there is a poem with a nice rhyming scheme, there are a string of comments below, most of them throwing in comments full of admiration without even knowing what exactly the composition is about.

Its like those 3 books of Chetan Bhagat. The first '5 point someone' was genuinely a masterpiece. Next 2 books, not so good. But every discussion I hear about them, people go like " Oh! Chetan Bhagat wrote it? What else can it be, but masterpiece!" And they won't even remember title of that book 5 minutes from now.

The same problem plagued my college magazine. Since the 'hot-shot' editors were declared 'intellectual geeks' of our institute, so if your article was accepted, you would have thrown a bash in jubilation. A literary genius indeed! And when the magazine was circulated among the students, 90% guys labeled the magazine as " main aur meri tanhayee" - by "EDITOR in Chief"
End Result: The best our college magazine did was bite dust in some dilapidated drawer, only seeing the light of the day when there was no paper to spare for cleaning the dusty almirah. Reason was evident: They failed to connect with it. What they wanted was some real spicy stuff out f campus activities and something to discuss ova that evening bacchanalian celebrations - not moral lessons.

Well, all said and done, I would say that many of you ( in fact I fear majority of you) wont agree to my views and would even castigate me for the same,but the freedom of expression is what BLAAAGING is all about. Ain't it?

PS: Please feel free to comment. (Yaar saare khap na chknaa..1-2 toh taariff kar dena..bhai 1 ghnta lgaya ye sab likhne mei..smjha karooo..11)