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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/?

“Blog, bugger. Blog. Blog. YA YA YA YA!”

Its been ten weeks or so.

Aishwaria left Himanshu. Aishwaria and Himanshu’d been married for a year and five years. I don’t have the full juice.

Seamus is convinced that he has super powers. Signs of his progressively deteriorating mental health due to all the drugs he has been doing since the past half a decade.

Ronald conned his colleagues into thinking that they’d make more money by selling and servicing air conditioners on their own rather than marketing them for a retailer. His company is now registered.

Duncan bakes the odd duck.

Benjaman’s shifted residence. Ross’s rented one.

I’ve been busy. And there’s been the odd party. Every now and then.

And oh! I discovered a new board game. Card +board game. It is called Sequence. It’s brilliant.

I haven’t read a single blog during this time. Gautam did his birthday. He hired a DJ. Drugs were allowed. Marvel did his birthday too. No drugs though. We played games instead. Dimple celebrates her’s tomorrow. And Vidisha and Natalya thereafter.

FIN

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.

An evening out, with a kleptomaniac, this is what happened

“Bugger, bugger, see, books! Books! Secondhand books! Let’s see what they have bugger.”

“Shaaaks, bugger! Look, check them out! There must be over a thousand secondhand books in here! Shaaaks, bugger!”

Mr. Bombay Bodybuilding Championships photos

December 2008. 12:01 PM

“Bugger, you’re coming today, right?”

“Shaaaks, bugger! Bugger, shaaaks! Where are you? What time will you be at the venue?”

“I’m in the bus! I’ll be reaching there by 2 o’clock!”

“Shaaaks, bugger! I have to have my bath! Then have lunch! Then I’ll leave by 1:30. I’ll reach Juhu only by 2.. 2:30!”

“YA YA YA YA don’t worry! Take your time! It starts only at 4!”

“Cool. I’ll see you!”

“..we have to be very careful, bugger!”

“Bugger, did you read Geoffery’s blog?”

“YA, bugger.. chewteaya he is, bloody pleasuriser! He’s a pleasuriser man!”

“NO NO NO NO NO NO, bugger. He does not pleasuriser!”

“Don’t tell Geoffery, bugger, no, no, no ,no, he’ll blog about it!”

“Bugger, did you read my post?”

“YA YA YA Y, but Seamus told me, don’t tell Geoffery, he’ll blog about it, bloody plagiariser! But then I told him, bloody bugger, you told him! You know what, bugger.. no I won’t tell you! You’ll blog about it!”

“Don’t give her the silent treatment! Don’t be a bitch!”

“Bugger, life is very complicated man!”

“No, bugger, its not! There are solutions!”

“O OOOO O OO, bugger! I didn’t tell you! I went to TOTO’S yesterday! With Loveena, Mary, Akshay and Kearney! Mary, Akshay and Kearney were supposed to come later. Loveena and I were there first. I was having beer and she was having Coke with a dash of lime! She says she’s fed up of Bombay! She says the next time she comes to India, she’ll come to some other place and that I should meet her there and holiday with her somewhere else, not Bombay!”

Re: you suffer from grandeur

From: riddler
Date: Sat, Nov 22, 2008 at 9:29 PM
Subject: Re: Re:  you suffer from grandeur
To: joker

ya ya ya ya ya ya bugger. you suffer from grandeur! see bugger, see!

“Bugger, Satriani is going to skeewer Cold Play!”

“Bugger, why is Joe Sat not famous, bugger?”

“People like to listen to lyrics. Not many people like just instrumental shit.”