My 100th Post - My precious

It is a very very special moment for me and as I write this I just feel the whole history of my blogworld race through my mind. Blogging has never been easy and I realized it takes more than passion to write to come out with highly creative and readable ones that not only me but many others can enjoy. It is a tiring job too, one that demands constant care and scrutiny and bit of love.

hoW it alL begAN:

"Blog" was as alien to me when I started writing my first post as the word "RSS", "Widgets" are now. It was Ramakanth (my ex college mate) who after reading my article about our trip to NIT Warangal suggested : Why don't you have a blog or something? You write well. Tadaan..the rest they say is history.When I first began I wanted to keep it an secret affair, a online personal diary kind of a thing. But few posts later I realized maybe bit of publicity within my friends circle won't be a bad idea. Also I wanted this to be a place where I can have every damn thing ranging from my job, my family, my reviews, my dvd’s , my books etc and actually it is the last one I mentioned was my real impetus. Then something else struck me, why not have a few more people to lend their voices and add some more flavor. This led me to coalition with Ms.Talkative, Laddoo, SwamiNaidu (henceforth will only be referred as Venkat, for reasons not yet known) and my bro (prat). After a lot of coaxing and making some mild threats they finally penned down some posts. But eh when there is force, there is resistance, when there is resistance there is unwillingness,here there is unwillingness there is boredom and well hellava dust gathered before I began the second round.

But during that initial time I felt like being possessed and more often than not I had series of blogs on one topic and devoted a lot of time too in making edits, coloring, embedding image etc. Always made sure there was humor in it so as to have that re-read value. It is after coming to Bangalore that my writing took a terrible. I was running out of ideas and that was mainly because for the first time I realized I missed some support, some sort of encouragement, some pat on the back or anything. I felt neglected and lost interest which would have continued if not for my guilty conscience.

Ms.Talkative on her part somehow spared sometime during that period and made some comments and also posted one of her own – a rib-tickling hilarious post about her frustration with her team mate who went onto concoct some bizarre story as an excuse for not getting her one small lousy damn rubber (I will try to translate it in the native language sometime following this day). And then Harry Potter happened and I wanted that special moment to be captured in my blog and I feel extremely proud of myself for doing that. The Day Before the H-Day, Was it worth the Wait? – sigh…can’t believe there isn’t going to Harry Potter no more.

Too bad I couldn’t capture many of the M&E Dashboard (my first ever project in Satyam with one of the best team mates I could have asked for). After a long time surprising myself I have come out with another “series” – Elsevier to the Rescue (sequel) (melancholic and nostalgic too…) just before our team’s final break-up and separation.

Apart from that coming to the site in general I had statcounter for a while which well kept the stats of the people who have visited my blog. Then I had to remove it seeing I was the only one who was making it tick. I made some changes to what my blog represented and also removed contributors from the RHS, added ‘My Fellow Bloggers’ and ‘Links’ section. Now am planning to have a map kinda thing that maps the locations of the people who make a visit here and then have more video blogs, photos etc. Will be more regular now, try to pen in general things too and not make it more personal thingy.

I for one don’t am against the hype about numbers- 100 days 100 centers, No.1 Best Seller, No.1 collections throughout Indian history etc..etc.. but this one time I can’t fightback the temptation to shout :

HIP HIP.. HURRAH!!!! HIP HIP.. HURRAH!!! HIP HIP.. HURRAH!!!

P.S: Well I have made a round up of all the posts from no.1 to 100 and have come to realize Ms.Talkative is a very talented gifted writer. I just wish she keeps her promise that she would post again.

Random Thoughts of an Absolute Demented Mind - My Mind -Part II

Here is what is going to happen now. I will try to roll out as much as I can while I watch IPL simultaneously.

There are some general thoughts on mind now about blogging in general. Of late I am running out of titles and coming up with so stupid ones. Is there something like ‘hit the wall’ for bloggers? I guess there must be. No, I am definite there is one - I hit them so vigorously almost at equal intervals of time, it puts me down like a patient suffering from third-degree burns for months sometimes. There was a while back reading certain posts in Lalitha Larking, it hit certain emotional chord in me. Her posts are simple, thoughtful, not much fancy but poignant and heartfelt. I have also decided to focus more on thoughts than on the gloss. How I wish I could turn back the time using time-turner (like the one Hermione had in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban) and pen down all those sweet memories of Engineering days, those unbearable dimwit lecturers, those bunk the college watch the movie and the list goes on and on. But if ever time permits I will with inputs from Laddo herself J . Here are upcoming titles (well at least then I will have an idea what to write about…)

100th Post Celebration
Mom’s Trip To Bangalore
Plays
Quinn’s Quest to Laptop Series - The End

Apart from that I also have to write a mail to Mihir – poor thing, must have been wondering what happened to me and how come a simple question regarding my occupation could put anyone on high alert. Boy, I am going to have a ball writing that. And then there is one blurb of all my current favorites to my mom’s friends…All in short time.

Random Thoughts of Absolute Demented Mind - My Mind

“IT is the time when I play beyond my capabilities, when I know I am so tired that my legs starts aching, my breath coming out in gasps, sweating profusely, I enjoy the most…” – Jash (sometime, not really sure when..)

Well that aptly sums up my current state of mind. Of course you know coming from Forum, shopping all alone in the Landmark for around 2 hours to get the right books, all my thoughts were focused on one thing and one thing alone – “Blog”. As has been happening for some time now every time I come across a misspelling in a hoarding or something that touches my past briefly or some conversation of “little” significance words starts framing in my mind and I make sure I tinge it with a touch of humor and there is also a auto-spell checker to correct the words – to THAT extent I keep thinking.

So what is the first thing I realize coming here – power cut? Was I surprised – HELL…Yes Goddammit…a big YES… Somehow I feel that one bad rainy day that led to crores of loss, some 60 trees, 100 electric poles, etc. etc. has tarnished ‘Ejipura’ beyond control, beyond normal, beyond the ‘elite’ zones, beyond the ‘no-power-cut’ zone, beyond the sleep-well-in-the-night-with-download-zone. Normally I don’t crib about things like these and just enjoy my sleep mentally noting to get up early in the morning to do at least some of the things I promised myself. But man yesterday was the limit. Successfully making a journey back home half an hour ahead of usual timings, tired, hungry, eager to blog I was welcomed home with a power cut – a very very long power cut that stayed till 12:30 in the night and to only make the matters worse I wasn’t sleepy. And now again on a weekend – can you believe that??? But I am fully prepared now come what may I am here to blog…

Here I am in my room with absolute darkness all around except the light from the laptop, flies moving around stinging me relentlessly relishing every blood drop they suck in. What a stroke of good luck for them eh? This might be the day that they might tell it to their children who will relate it to their children and this goes on and on. What follows is one of the worst jokes you might across..read it with caution...no force “You just won’t believe it, mate I am telling ya. He was rock solid like a stone, first we thought he was dead but when there was some movement in his legs we all backed off and kept distance waiting for those hands to come slamming down. Nothing happened, then we all attacked together and began feasting. It was only little later we realized that we were unnecessarily being cautious. And so remember whenever you come across this bloke with nice specs and a good looking face, sitting in a dark room busy typing on the desk- that would be the day you won’t forget”. And sometime now one of the guys is going to come in and announce to the world – ‘ baap re, veediki pichekindi ra babu, ee mobbulo laptop mundu kurchni blog rayadam ento, aa dunnapothi body ki asalu domalu vunnai anna feeling kuda kalagademo?’ I am just guessing it might be Mr.Thati. (no one has come so far…)

Well for once in my blogging life it is my determination rather than willingness that made this blog and also this is the first time ever I am writing first in ms word before posting it on the blogspot and it feels absolutely ridiculously great. This might be the most meaningless post but if not for this then I am sure it would have taken another week or so to bring it up again. When I started off this I had something else in my mind altogether …

well more on that in the sequel….

Edit:

Thanks to my grit and determination miraculously the power is back in this course of events. Freaking Awsome Dude!!! - Ya I second that..

P.S. - Many of you who might have come across this googling for the great Arnab's blog and being disappinted due apologies...you see I am outta of ideas for titles and well as I was constantly doing alt-tab, alt-tab I couldn't have better title...