The Second Cumming…

Ooooohh yeaaah….I am back. Its day two(metaphorically speaking) and surprise surprise (and an apt on my back) I am littering err…. lettering away at the key board.

At least some RoI on my education although, at least one, if not both of my parents unanimously, would vehemently disagree.(my calvinsh memories of childhood are littered with reminders of the faith my progenitors constantly reposed in me…..“tum to chole bhi nahi bech paaoge!!!”, and here I am at the cusp of my career about to sell analytic laden pipedreams to the converted…but I digress). At least today I hope to delude myself into thinking (aha…thinking??) that the money that went down the drainpipe of my education is being salvaged courtesy my second cumming err coming.

So what if my arithmetic committed hara-kiri some time late last century, the first of the R’s is being consigned to larry and sergeys silica laden massive (server farm) implants that would put “Pamela aunty’s” to shame.

Speaking of Larry & Sergey, my disappointment with their invention has grown during this period of anonymity. As of now yours truly is afflicted by the blog search disappointment syndrome angst. Ahem…. I suppose this is all part of the early stage-blogging phase that lasts until the next schedule run of google spiders crawling up this part of the blog space.

I guess the tonic to cure me of this depression would the insertion of a visitor counter. The proliferation of counters even at most heavyweights blog probably proves the existence of a singular virtue running through all blog-kind – the latent virtue of pride. Of the desire to have been seen ,read, probably discussed, and ahem even digested.

Early stage ramblings err.. confessions of the “compulsive one” regarding fear of being consigned to un-dom(unseen, unheard, unheard, undetected, unnoticed, unobserved etc etc ) has I BSing. (besides I bull sh**ing also irritably bowel syndrom-“ing”)

Another syndrome of early stage blogging besides the unceasing googling of endless permutation of phrases remotely connected with content on my blog is the obsession with ”inspiration” from other blogs. Whoever said that copying from a “single source is plagiarism, however from multiple sources is inspiration” had uncovered, and unearthed truths rivaling vedic proportions.

I guess the rest I can extrapolate from the compulsive one’s early reactions – to the first comments, to the “gayness” at being duly identified in googledom, the replacement of the almost puppyish servile need to be recognized versus the utter contempt for regular readership and the desire to whine.

Perhaps in days to come I might even re-produce with as much ease as the heavyweight bloggers do – alas asexually (a whole new definition to bio-mechanics of creation eh).

For all the laborious pains of re(peated) -productions, birth pangs of having created this blog(aha been there…done this!!! J), adolescence, growth (hopefully in readership) maturity(for all this maturity on display where’s the damned first comment…somebody …pul-lease… this silence is deafening, ) and withering once again into anonymity, I hereby announce my second cumming err coming onto the blog scene!!