writers block...

Finally i found a phrase for it. Its called "writers block". So i can tell all you two dearest hard core fans of mine that my absence from the bloggosphere is a natural phenomenon. it happens time to time. I can only hope u understand ;)...





Well folks... i'll tell you one thing... you wont regret my absence cuz i've brought with me some amazing theories and incidents to write about.





One is my recent trip to shiridi... Sai baba ki jai ho... cant imagine i was so apprehensive when my mom first told me we're leavin for shiridi.. i think i had my reasons, one and probably the most important was that i'll have to give an excuse to my gym instructor and ask for a leave for 4 days (for a 3 day trip...), yeah i had joined 2 days back and hated to break the routine (an angry face goes here, didn know how to make it)... another is the uncertainty over the train tickets, they were unconfirmed till then but reassurance from my dad that he'll somehow fit in a lalu yadav quota didn help much, and oh.. they were sleeper class, and i was definitely not in a mood to take a journey with temperatures reaching 50 degree c outside... man these guys are gonna regret it was all i was thinking...





so it began... trip to station was fine... and so was the journey, it rained so the thermometer shed off some silver... and though there were 4 seats confirmed for 5 ppl, it was horrible to adjust... all those unresearved walas were sittin and wouldn move their butts... and there were typical house wife mums trying to get hold of their children and catch up on all the household politics. This was a family with some 20 ppl travelling together!!! and their occasional screams that would tell you quite clearly that sitting on their seat for a while, while you were waiting for your 'legal' place on the 3 seater loaded with 5 ppl, was probably the biggest act of judicial disrespect and immorality that you've done and the corresponding punishment by listening to all of those 20 ppl screaming at you at the same time tryin to make you feel all the more sorry for the whole affair...





but once the first few hours went by, it was smooth. i found myself safe on a corner seat with special new year edition outlook featuring 'my India story' with me which i had promised myself to read to increase my pitiful knowledge of MY country on the first week of 2008... And time passed by, i learned about writers block in one of those articles and stopped feeling bad about letting down my fans here, i was sure they'd understand. And probably the biggest inspiration was the feeling "hey... i can write better than that!!.." and the result is this blog entry. i was pretty sure google has deleted my account but... well... god bless Larry n Sergi...





I know this is goin a bit longer than you thought but hey what did u expect... dont you tend to eat more food after a long fast... ok one more thing.. lemme at least tell you y shiridi was good... people... there are times in your life when you would think something is wrong and it turns out its not... and this was one of them times... there was a huge spiritual revelation and my confidence increased several folds... Over there i saw some of the most beautiful ladies i've seen for a long time... i hope they asked for good guys to come into their lives.. only if they were wise enough they'd know their wishes were granted and i was there... with them... but well... their (and my) bad luck wanted to play its part... and i came back without the 'committed' tag...





so folks thats all... i hope you enjoyed my comeback entry... do leave your comments... i'l spare both of my hardcore fans this obligation (me and myself)...





PS: its not really that long




PPS: Shiridi trip was a disaster if you didn get the sarcasm yet




PPPS: the ladies part is true.