Disclaimer: I
write this as I wait for my “employer” to assign me work.
Yes, I have Job (or something like that).
Yes, I am getting paid.
I’m high on 6 Coffee
Bites right now, listening to some dude on the radio going on and on about what he thinks girls look for in
a guy- he has to smoke, but should give up just for her (isn’t this a movie
dialogue?), he must wear branded apparel, and must possess an Apache or a
Pulsar. A car works just as fine yada yada yada…
Make that 7 Coffee
Bites.
I never really thought of writing a blog. I always felt that
writing a blog requires a certain amount of finesse. They are supposed to exude
your feelings/ thoughts in a funny, yet intellectually satisfying way. Possibly
give an insight into the workings of your mind (or minds, if you are a
schizophrenic like us), I don’t know how this works *shrugs*. Unlike the stuff
you post on facebook, blog posts have to be intellectual, funny and most definitely
no cat pics. Or cat videos.
Sorry grumpy cat.
(Just in on the
radio- Deepika Padukone is the most desirable woman of 2012…. (Huh?) She beat
the likes of Katrina Kaif and Chitrangada Singh to win this coveted title…
What the fuck man?
Who judged this?)
So why did I start this blog?
Vasuki Raghavan.
Now, I don’t know him personally. Haven’t met him, don’t
know how tall he is, and he doesn’t know how I look like. But he is one of
those rare species who posts funny, original content on facebook. Not a lot of
people on my friend list do that, so, Respect! (Here’s his blog Doodles of a crazy man. Makes for an
absolutely wonderful read.)
One fine day, sometime last week, he tells me I need to
start writing a blog. I have immense respect for him, so I seriously think it
over, and ideas flood my semi-defunct brain. I hadn’t written anything these
past few days, and figured this would be a fine way to start writing again. But
then, my laziness gets in the way. So I
keep putting it off. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tom…
Until two other people suggested that I do just that, in the
same week (actually they were like “I like what you write”, and I assumed they
want me to write more. I also assumed that they wanted to buy me lunch, but
that never happened :[)
That’s how I find myself typing away 400+ words listening to
bad radio. One of the main reasons why I start this in haste is to test the
Zeigarnik Effect, and because I am bored. I hope to write better stuff, under
better conditions (oreos + Vivaldi, chewing gum + Iron Maiden, you get the
idea) and not necessarily when I’m bored.
This blog will mostly contain my rants, book/ movie reviews,
and other general bullshittery.
P.S- I know this is a piece of crap. But this is the
threshold- this is as bad as it can get. Or that’s what we can hope for :D
Thanks for reading….
P.P.S- I’m Batman.
P.P.P.S- No he’s not.
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