the journey (17th july)

The harsh sound of the train’s whistle wakes me up from my melancholy……the scene in front of me, obscured a few moments ago by overpowering ennui, starts to come back into focus…its 2.30 am and the place is still full of activity…tatanagar railway station…..that’s where am at the moment…desperately waiting for the dawn to break so that I can catch the ranchi bound bus…..(yup, its those parts of the world where travelling at night even today can be fraught with life threatening situations…)…and am back to doing what lately I have started to do quiet often…..penning down my thoughts…..but today even thoughts seem to elude me…..its just one of those days when the mind simply goes blank, shunning out anything and everything within the realms of contemplation…I look around in a hope to pick up something interesting……with so much going around, am bound to...… but my eyes come to rest on the imposing digital clock, the two dots in the middle blinking for eternity…..these are the moments when one realizes that time can actually come to a standstill…..

Its 3.30 am and this is all what I have managed to write down….with the laptop battery now running out and the drowsiness at its peak, i decide to let the mind wander in the blankness of it all…..maybe it will stumble onto something worthwhile......

An earnest request....

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On my way to becoming an Escribitionist.....

well heres my first post on my very own blog......blog, as most people know it(or dont..) is a portmanteau of the words web and log....the blogging syndrome (for want of words) started way back in 1994 and in may 2007 blog search engine technorati was tracking more than 71 million blogs..whoa....(thats roughly the population of Egypt).....so much so for internet becoming a household name i say....neways enough trivia on blogging i guess....

now the reason i got caught onto this syndrome(n trust me it ain't the superfluousness of time or to put it in simpler terms joblessness...) was writing was something that had always eluded me....an art which always seemed to be cached somewhere beyond my scope of penetration....so i thought well lets hit the nail on the head....

and as far as the name is concerned..serendipities...i don't know but somehow this word has just etched itself in some deep region of my otherwise gaunt brains and inexorably resurfaces whenever am in search of a new word (novelty..ehhh).....and there it was again with never failing fidelity when i was searching for the header for my first ever blog page.....

and to end the first post i would like to quote (keeping with the description of the page)...."who was the first guy who looked at a cow and said i will drink whatever comes out of those things when i squeeze them".......get more inane i say!!!!!!