Social Baptism

Whoa people! What with blogspot ,facebook and twitter accounts yours truly has finally arrived thankyou…but then where are the archlights and flashbulbs?oh balls!The Bacchans and Khans have beat me to it….but then seriously…I have always been more of a social ‘Neanderthal’ than a social butterfly…the hullabaloo over orkut ,facebook and the gadzillions of their ‘me-too’ brethren has always eluded me…I’ve always been more than happy keeping my bowel movements and pet peeves to myself thank you very much…but then the pressure finally caught on and the ’ cut-above-thou’old-school purist in me buckled…(frankly started getting a little tired of the routine ‘not-even-an-orkut-account????????!!!’ balks, ‘what-a-moron’ incredible looks and wide berths that followed thereafter…moreover sharma-aunty-next-door’s facebbok account was the final straw… “what even grampa next door is on orkut?’wake up sid cud as well have been retitled ‘wake up moron’!!!)so here I am finally with my entire life an open book for the world (to which am sure am as insignificant to be non-existent today as I was yesterday)to chew upon,back in touch with friends I haven’t even thought about in millions of light years…(“but then that’s the whole point” my friend XYZ offers with an air of exaggerated patience perhaps taking pity on my naiveté “you are always up to date with the goings-on in the lives of people you hardly keep in touch with otherwise” fine except that if I were at all interested in whats happening in their lives why would I get out of touch with them in the first place?well I am yet to find the answer to that but that’s the last I’ve heard from XYZ in a while…”)…however,got to admit, am certainly not complaining about the blogging part of this entire coming-out-of-the-closet story since it gives voice to the dormant ‘ever-trying-to-break-free’ writer in me(‘let sleeping dragons lie’ am sure most who know me would opine)but like they say we are all entitled to our pet peeves …this is mine…and well so bottomline is…like it or not here I am (at last) this is me and all that jazz…and you better take my word for it when I say am here to stay…better watch out Mr.Bacchan…cuz I am watching you..check this space for more….