Random Reflections

So I haven’t posted anything for about a week. And I cannot let my blog suffer, can I? Actually I can. But then I like to write. While prodding over things as been a recent trend, today I aim to stay away from it. I am glad to announce that the optimism bug has bit me again!

So, you have  formed an image of me,  smiling noir and radiating effervesces of  the Axe kind (but I doubt radiation will bring joy in this heat, turn on your AirCon. ha! that is better, see?) , I am sure. And I see myself as such. So much positivity in the air, no wonder we can’t see the antiparticles! I think, I am growing immune to the grief of the world, or maybe not.

So my exams are over. Nice. Finally! I do not intend to do anything(academic) for the whole  month at least ,as my dear friend AK would put it “oh! the joy of it”. Me being me I would say, ” Finally! I am free…*laugh loudly* ” and then 5 mins later wonder what I should do, half an hour later get frustrated and 5 hrs later start dreaming of things far beyond me. (Lame?)

I have a huge bucket list and of course inevitably a want list. For all my philosophical and literary accents and poetic penchant, I love spending money on my indulgences, who doesn’t ??(though preferably not with my pocket-money). Well I sound more and more like a cost center (be happy that I don’t like Tax and auditing much, or you might be yawning by now).

It is not laziness either (reason for not posting), just that whenever I decide to write, I wonder why I want to write about myself. Not that there isn’t enough happening out there, but to write about other things, you need put a lot of thought to the given topic and then type a concise (me, concise?) and engaging post.(@ MY FRENCH DELIGHT took a lot of effort)

I wanted to write about the Mangalore Plane crash, but then I took a long time deciding it. Besides, writing a brilliant piece saying whatever I want to say, isn’t going to change anything, no, it isn’t going to get me additional readers either (I hate it when I sound so pessimistic, actually, I am not pessimistic)

Notice, how I have eaten over 400 words, without saying anything worthwhile? I can be witty, you know. But then again wit is a waste of time, when not many get what I say(lack of wave length I say!). Or maybe I am not witty, just vetti.(nothing else seemed to rhyme).

PS: no PS this time.