Emm.. Err.. Hmm!

I haven't posted a word for quite some time now.

Why?
Has my life become so miserably uneventful that I did not get an opportunity to spill it all out here? Or is it because I am finally getting bored of blogosphere?

Neither.

Oh! Maybe it's because I have hardly been online long enough to key in something long enough to qualify as a post (I am sure Shrey would disagree!). Or, is it because I haven't felt anything unusual for the past 3 odd weeks?

Nah! Not that either.

Anyway, the only 'happening' happenings that have happened (:S) in my life in these past weeks are the Bhawan Days (*drum roll*). It's that season of the year where everyone begs (and even steals) for dinner coupons just to dodge the terror of an evening meal in their respective messes (That's the word!). And you should see the ravenous, food-deprived junta trying to trample each other for the pooris and the biryanis the likes.

What I don't understand is that the menu for every Bhawan day is almost the same, yet people swarm these gathering as if they are going to sample a limited edition of a new type of cuisine - an irresistible innovation by the chefs of IIT Roorkee!

*Baffled*

Anyway, I did like the mishthaan that I hogged on the Govind Bhawan day. And the Chocolate Sundae was such a welcome change from the monotonous Tutti-Frutti at Ravindra yesterday. I like to eat you know. Gourmet, they call it? Nah! Glutton, more like it!

*Thinking*

When is the next Bhawan day?

Virtual Reality

There was a time, not many years ago, when the whole concept of 'chatting' and 'messengers' came up. The world wide web was flooded with billions of curious blokes and damsels trying to project themselves as someone they weren't. Their virtual identity was one to die for. The perfect age, the most picturesque locations, and all that jazz made these folks more desirable than Megan Fox and Robbert Pattison.

Just a simple account of a chat that ensued a few years back (Not me, I promise.);

X: Hi

Y: Hey

X: ASL? (Geez! This one phrase would put the playmates to shame now.)

Y: 22 F Paris (38 M Bhopal, more like it.)

X: 24 M London (There we go again!)

And then the talk went on about how the two were single and how they'd want to 'connect' (in ways more base than imaginable) to lead a 'special' existence. The sweet nothings ended in faux promises of meeting and 'taking things further'.

Now THIS is what makes the virtual world an easy escape for the desperate souls. A simple way out of their miseries and social ineptness to a world where they are desired, and even revered for their alter ego. This problem became a cause of many a crime in the past decade, but today, we have finally realised that this sort of a 'game' has a lot at stake - one's life!

To say the truth, even I'd given Y! a shot long time ago. Thankfully, I never crossed the line. But today too, I see a whole brigade of kids trying to pose as the next 'best' thing in town, and it disappoints me to no avail. So bachchas, Watch Out! (C) There are going to be much better encounters at a later stage in life. Stop wasting your youth on such moribund activities!