so so long and why 10:26
It comes as a surprise that i am writing this post now. Because when i started out writing at this address i never thought i will progress past a few posts. I also did think that this will be a place of self criticism and self scrutiny aimed at tearing apart myself. Happyly for me none of that happened and here i am typing a thank you of sorts and also appreciating the longevity of this address, if two years is long enough to be considered long.
Last year has been a lot easier and myself and the blog has changed a lot. On second thoughts the blog has changed a lot more when compared to me. I am the same old guy. yea may be an year older. But then it doesnt matter. Even if it mattered, noone would care.
The blog keep changing a lot in appearance and became heavier to load thanks to a lot of javascripts. And finally it did find comfort in a black layout. I hope it did.
Many of them who come over here, after my continued referral to do so, even if I had to say some crazy stuff to get people come here at the first place and read it such as promoting it along with a set of amazing blog writers. I guess it worked. (By guess i mean hope.) A lot of them are stuck at the title which to them is a lot of ones over a time. I did explain them in person what i meant by putting it that way and then another question would come. Why 10:26 ? I had kept silence on that thing for a long time. And since speculating comes so natural to people, there were some stories floating around answering that. Some of them relate the time to the time on my watch when i had a major breakup. A break up sounds interesting. How i wish their story was true.
So without further blah blah this is what happened.
All of you would be familiar that i went to so and so institute of technology. But before that i had to go to a school and before that i had to go to another school. The stuff i am about to narrate or try to narrate happened in the first school i went to. offlate my memory has been failing me so pardon me if the narration sounds lacking in conviction. I can bet the rest of my failing memory that the events did happen. But the events that happened on that day did shape my life.
The school was pretty small and there were this set of few students who were known for the pranks they play. They would sabotage instruments used to sing prayer songs. they would unscrew the chairs meant to be used by teachers. They would convince smaller kids that the Principal had this hobby of catching small kids and making them stand on ice or fire. This would scare the hell out of the small kids. They would create havoc in assembly by spoiling the prayer songs. And for kids supposed to be in the fourth grade, they were very impressive with their modus operandi. It was like the little rascals meets the fight club.
It was a monday and the pranksters were onto something. They somehow bunked their classes and decided to carry on their plan. They slowly headed towards the Principal’s room and after making sure that the Principal wasnt around rang the bell and disappeared as they always do.
My involvment in the whole story might sound trivial to all of you, but not to me. I just got my first wrist watch that day. It was the result of the constant pestering that my parents were subjected to. One day, appa had to get a digital watch. I was proudly sporting the watch that day. Thats when the school bell rang. It took me 15 minutes to figure out that the bell was one of those pranks that keeps happening. And all that while the clock was showing 10:26 as the time. For some two days i believed that the random bell had affected the normal functioning of my watch. But later when i realised that the watch was just a imitation i felt relieved.
So thats the story of how 10:26 affected my life. You might not believe me. And i am helpess. I cannot produce the old watch as an evidence. You have to trust me on this. It did happen.
change is good
Cheerio people.
The blog has got a new look, thanks to hackosphere.blogspot.com and many of the other bloggers which Ramani, the owner of hackosphere, had shared. This would contain the change from a single sidebar to double sidebars, an ajax managed widget which appears at the left sidebar when we click on the labels displayed along with the posts. That is a killer actually, if u can appreciate it. Then the labels were made to be looked uneven. I wish i was less lethargic and i had shared the links. I think i will do it soon.
The evolution will go for a while until it reaches a stage where it cant be bettered, i hope. I would as always appreciate all your comments on how it looks. You guys can also give me advice onow to make it better. Thanks in advance.
bye bye then.
So long… and Thanks.
With the intention of attending the wedding of a friend, I set out from Bangalore. Little did i know that the whole universe didn’t want me to attend the wedding. That was a lot cliched ain’t it ? it wasn’t the universe or any other similar shit. Its just that irresponsible travels which the unfortunate me used to commute to the place equally aided by the great Bangalore traffic. So by the time i arrived at a place worth special mention(by this i mean that these places can be pronounced even by the non-malayalees. But pronouncing places like Thrikkunnappuzha, Kaduthurithi,Keezhillom and Elambilakode are like playing a game of snakes and ladders for malayalees.) which is Cochin, the ceremony had commenced and when i got to Thiruvalla it was as good as over. And i was too late to go back to Bangalore from there. So i went home and spent the rest of the year there.
But on the last day of the year i was on a SETC bus as i told you. The torture of traveling in a bus cannot be narrated. It has to be experienced first hand. The guy sitting besides you has an affinity for your shoulder. Simple Harmonic motion could not get a more better example that his head coming to rest on my shoulder and me taking all the pain in the world to set it to its deserving place. And to add to it is the discomfort of not able to extend your legs properly, thanks to the luggage stacked right in front of the seat by the friendly neighbor. Never had i been subjected to such a poor acoustic emission till date. And never have i been forced to see a movie which i hate badly. And right at the point when i am able to get some sleep the ever resourceful neighbor(whose snores has been his main weapon to silence people) guy wakes up and with a smile so harmless he pukes out all the stuff he had all day. You can call it divine intervention or simple luck as i somehow came through it unharmed and untouched. It was at this moment that i thought of having a new year resolution. Something so harmless to the general public. Something which i would be sure of completing without much effort.
And I started blogging. But believe me it wasn’t easy. It was never easy. But thanks to the periodic inspiration which i derived from reading a lot of books and a lot of blogs few of them i must mention here (kspwrites.blogspot.com , whatay.com , safarial.blogspot.com and ofcourse the greatbong.net) and ever unrestricted net connection which is a default true in software jargon. I too was able to write some thing of my own.
That was how it began. And i must say it went well. I was so effective in pumping out my nihilism, my sarcasm,my poor jokes, my frustrations, my reasons for happiness and sadness, my own philosophy of weird-ism and my self deprecating humor. I did have a good audience even if i had to remind them frequently about the existence of the poor thing. I had christened this blog a good three to four times and played with its appearance a lot many times that i lost the count. Mea Culpa. I should have counted.
If this read like an obituary it just reflects how badly i write. This is my way of wishing my blog happy birthday.
If i was asked by some to whom i will like to dedicate this post, It’s to that divine spirit which intervened a year before and saved me from being in a spot of bother. Thanks,Thanks a lot.(I have never been this sincere all my life)
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