Circa 2006
Other people: Why don’t you blog? You write and think so well?
Me: Are you sure you are talking about me?
The other one: Of course I am.
Me: Ahhh well, I will one day. One day, I shall go to Mt. Everest and yeah one day I will also grow 6 feet and do the rest of the batwoman series!!!
The other one: Errrrr you should start with at least a blog.
Circa 2007
It was one of the year’s most humid month. Electricity supply had become as reliable as any coalition government of that time. It had become an answer to Malika Sherawat’s role in the movie ‘The myth’. But braving the electricity, humidity and the usual nagging boredom, fatigue and cute boys, a girl , like a valiant or menstrual challenged person viciously thought of starting a blog. She had her heart broken just then. So, she, like other hormonally charged teenagers, decided to vent her pure feelings out. She started to punch the keys of that magical keyboard and realized just then, that chocolate might do a better job. She blogged about something that today she is so embarrassed about. One can’t blame her; she was suffering, at that point of time, from an epidemic called Robin Sharma and likes of Deepak Chopra. You know, like one has to say, we all go through the bouts of spirituality when one needs to know the true meaning of our entity. The kind of entity which should mean more than gawking at one’s boob and wonder when will they grow big!? She went through those too and merely to conform the set of writer’s norm, decided to blog. For only three days but.
Circa 2008 & 2009
These are the years when she finally understood that her assets are good enough to take her anywhere in life. A thinking organ placed above the border of fragile neck is in the reference. And as opposed to the comic book series, she realized that life could seriously be boring if one hangs around with the wrong kind of people. So she decided to blog each year and then, just when the time was ripe to punch a letter, it struck her hard that there is reality television! What voyeuristic pimp could deny oneself an opportunity to salivate at someone’s expense? To catch the girls in between mudslinging with semi grown boys threatening each other to rip their respective sexual glands apart was too much for her to resist. So, reality television was it.
Circa 2010
Already in the 4th month of this year, she finally decided to BLOG. The four letter word just sounded more abusive than the entire programming schedule of India TV. But this time, along with her job, she decided to kick the butt and get on to the job she really knows best.
So here is she. Trying to do what she thinks she is late by 4 years in doing!
I would keep the world transparent on this activity and I also promise to continue this endeavour till eternity or till at least one bus comes and knock me down to the floor.
