It has been a year

Well I guess I installed the ClustrMaps script on this blog a year ago. Maps are archived every 365 days. I’ll write about it again, next year. Cheers!

enough of Twitter

I think I’m done with Twitter. I don’t see the point. I love the concept, it is remarkable that it emerged well after Facebook, and still had glory days. It has taught us to keep things down to 140 characters.

Youth cultural festivals in India

Someone I know posted this today, fables about a popular youth festival in Mumbai in India. Sorry state of affairs. Somethings got to give.

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Poetic Licence, it seems

Louella Silvapinto (ain’t sure of the spelling) taught English and Geography at OLPS high school through the 90s. She’d hate spelling mistakes. No Internet, MS Word and it’s spell checks in those days, remember.

And everytime we’d come across a poem that’d have words spelt oddly, she’d stress, “Poets can do this, but only because they’ve been given a poet’s license.” She’d make it sound as if only certain very privileged people’d been given one such license and’d go on about it every time we’d come across an oddly spelt word in Poetry periods.

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13000

It could have happened three months ago. Maybe four. But I slowed down. Considerably. In that time, I started several other blogs. On different subjects. But going slow.

Whilst at peak, I had 3-4 dedicated readers, and I’d have 3-4 comments waiting for a few hours after every post. But of late, I haven’t had a comment in months. It sucks.

As the charts suggest, hits’ve gone down. Posts too. Comments’ve dried off. Completly. I haven’t done a blog on Aniyan Kutty, Seamus, Ronald etc. in months. Readers loved these posts, about these people, characters inspired by real life people. Semi-fictional essays. Of events. Could I interest you with some of my best posts at http://shaaaks.wordpress.com/best-of/?

“NO KISSING”

It’d been raining. Since morning. I was traveling, from some fifteen kilometers to home. Along the way, whilst clogged in traffic, I found this auto rickshaw, just up ahead, a strong, but pethetic message, it spelt: NO KISSING.

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Dilemma

I am in a dilemma.

About the people I blog about, and their character sketches.

You see, I’ve introduced some of them, formally, with brief introductions on the Who? page. But times, they are a’changing, for the loser now, will be later to win.

Seamus quit his job. He’d said, remember, that he’d rather sit at home, and write children’s books. Well, he is sitting at home alright.
Ronald has risen, to the post of a manager, in Pondicherry, instead of checking himself into therapy, back home in Bombay.
Aniyan Kutty is old, in his seventies. Does he die? Or does he just live forever giving his narrow minded and communal balltalks?
Gus, Christopher, Duncan and Kenneth have been static, pretty much. Even Benjaman, for that matter. Soon, in say, five years, all of’em’ll be married, perhaps. So then, do I update their status, or leave them as blog bachelors, forever? Unlike Ross.
Chintan, Vinay, Ashwin, and I’d been classmates/batchmates in the same educational institutions for the first fifteen year of our lives, seventeen actually, if you include kindergarten. Even Roger.
Anil, Suraj’d been with me in school, and, Bevan, Rohit at University. Most of’em married, others busy in their own way, we hardly hang out, a dozen times a year, perhaps. Not the pranksters we’d once been, I doubt if our future interactions’ll be blog worthy.

So do their biographies, on the Who? page, update, in accordance to the lives’of these people? Or should time freeze? Archie hasn’t grown in a long time, has he? And Betty’s bosoms are still firm. Hmm.

Let me think about it.

I <3 Blogging, the design contest, this, my entry

I remember seeing the announcement, the I <3 thing, on wordpress.com, somewhere. I didn’t bother, at first. I’d think it’d be a design competition, theme designs, themes, for blogs, that’s what the voices in my head’d been telling me. Several weeks later, one Mr. Chirag Chamoli announced, that his design’d been through the priliminary rounds, at infectious.com, and now, elegible for vote. “What’s a blog without the community and comments?”, thought Chirag, the crux of his design.

Facebook

It has been over a week. I have deleted my facebook and orkut accounts. It feels good. I can sense the extra oxygen in my lungs and cells in my brain. I’m not absolutely sure as to why I took this destructive step, let me try and list out possible reasons: