Jul 9, 2010

Age of Abridged


So now when my Blog ranks are slipping to all time low and my full interest from the blog has been hijacked by the Twitter-o-mania (twitter.com/ashu81 ) I have realized one fact. The art of long posts have somewhere been lost against the ease of concise it in land of 140.
So from now on in an desperate attempt to keep my first love alive will just update it in the smaller tit bits. Easy for the writer and easier for the reader :P. and am sure my friends would def be very happy who always complained that I drift and wander in the longer posts.

Poem i came across


This is the first line. This line is meaningless.
And this is the second line, in which you’re no longer yourself,
 
which means you aren’t the person from the first line,
and now you aren’t even who you were
 
in lines two and three, and four, and additionally 
in five. This poem is life, I do everything
to be myself in every line, so that every line
by some miracle bends back to me,


meanwhile you, whether you want to or not, 
must live this life and in the last line, as close to the end as possible,
 

make the grade, the subject of which will be you.
You’ll only survive if you admit that the poem spoke of God. 
The last line will come
however faster than thought.


by Tadeusz Dabrowski
from Agni, 2009
translation from Polish: Jennifer Carter-Zielińska

Apr 21, 2010

Age of 140


I would say 140 coz repeatedly I am more active on twitter than BlogSpot. However I would like to believe that I am busier now and don’t get the time write a long post and instead just push 140 characters ahead. But the truth is Twitter is convenient, simpler and best part it’s got an option to retweet.
So the short messaging is the way to go………………twitter.com/ashu81

Mar 23, 2010

Re-CAP


Life as we know it is a myriad of emotions. Now this is not a new theory and your favorite writer here is not even proposing one.So what happened in all this time gap. I actually proposed a girl who in the barter of not killing her by boredom said YES.( No she wasn’t drunk, no she aint blind either )
So people Ask me How.
Simple strategy : Get the number, Call up, Chat up, rephrase and reuse all your old jokes and if she shows any interest then propose to her. (No meeting till now.)
Don’t ask for an answer till you meet her.
So when you actually meet her the first thing u say: is it true girl don’t decide by the looks: P
Well it might work for few as it did for me J. If it doesn’t then I have 100 other tricks also J
So since now you believe the tale to be true let me go ahead and tell you that to take the audacity further I actually managed to marry the girl. So for All those being unknown to me and also for those who weren’t invited I got Married. (Ref: myriad emotions in the first line).
Now this is no earth shattering stuff people get married all over the place all the time but let’s just say what it means for my loyal readers.
·         No more random party Lech stories.(Absolutely NO way)
·         No more drunken night’s bravery awards accounts.( only if I am updating it drunk :P)
·         No more this weekend this and next weekend that. Though will try to make Big-Bazar trips narrationable(is that even a word ?)
·         No more relationship updates. (From now on relation has a constant status: Married)
More on Shaadi , Azadi and Inkalab in future posts.

Hide and Seek


So all rite I ve bee playing Hide and Seek with the blog.
Ever wondered why it becomes difficult to continue writing after 2 years of super active blogging. Its kinda strange actually as it’s not because the lack of the stuff to write. Its rather overflow of the ideas.
My life has already moved onto the fast track and things have been so fast that I am still adjusting my eyes to see clearly.
I guess the motivation has gone missing. So ppl les dig in and find some