Summer meant a lot of time when I was in school/college. It meant
mangoes, vacations, lazy afternoons, cricket, tv, cinema, beach, grandma, chennai central, tinkle – chandamama, uncles, cousins, umlimited sleep, board games.
But soon, as you grow you take garbage. With hectic work I lost track of months, seasons. Work occupied so much in life, I feel I am overheated machine. Calls have dropped so much, I rarely pick up a personal call. Family and friends have been distanced.
Admist of all the dull trappings and mundane chores, you find amusing about some girl in Dubai (http://curiously-curious.blogspot.com) ranting about something or some tid-bit story from an unknown guy in Europe(http://prabhukrish.net/category/he-she) or a similar ranting from another girl (http://thotprocess.wordpress.com/) .
What one comic book gave smiles, now one blog may give. If you are still thinking WTF is this about..this is about how ranting, gossiping and bitching is turned into an art called Blogging. After all everyone wants to be heard.
And if not for the bitching of above and innumerable personal blogs in my RSS reader, I would have be gone as a hermit long back.
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Curious // June 22, 2008 at 5:27 am |
appo ranting ne mudivu pannitingalaa??? :-s
“how ranting, gossiping and bitching is turned into an art called Blogging” – if not for speaking out your mind…then what else is this medium called blogging?