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Merry christmas! Or of what’s left of it…

I spent Christmas on a beautiful Pune day, sitting in the airport for 6 hours watching nothing go by. My Flight(for that matter every other flight) was delayed on the birthday of Christ. So 6 hours, what did I learn?

1. A Court allowed a man to change his name to Jesus Christ as he “realized” that was his “true” name.

2. Fog in Delhi.

3. 80 kg laddoo for our exPM’s birthday because “Hindus” don’t cut cakes.

4. I super suck at Su Do Ku.

5. No better at jumbles.

6. God helps those who help themselves.( This one I knew but circumstances have a way of tattooing it on your brain.)

7. I have hilarious friends.

8. If you want to check the status of your flight( Jet Airways) type 9W and send it to 6388.

9. All tamilians can sniff other tamilians and question each other till the sky falls.

10. I look like a 15 year old.

11. Wishing the Frisker Lady Merry Christmas can get out a really nice smile. From her and you.

12. Malcom X was a deeply bitter man. DO NOT choose to read his autobigraphy on a beautiful Christmas day…

13. The Snape guy is also in Love,Actually.

14. The Hindu is by far the most sensible ‘paper out there. And the least? Times Of India.

15. I really want to watch that documentry on BBC where they drop you off on this deserted island and you gotta make a flare and produce electricity from bat poop and sea water… respectively.

16. When you’re waiting for long hours, don’t cross your legs. It’s better not be crippled than be a lady.

17. ‘Aint no sunshine is an amazing song.

18. Shrugs and raw silk chemises are in. Happy New Year!

19. Rereading corny messages makes you feel nicer inside. And knowing people adore you is even better. HAHAHA!!! I Love my family!

20. Don’t take a Non vegetarian breakfast on board. EVER. Never take vegetarian for any other meal.

So, it’s time I disappear. See ya folks. Have a Super New Year. I’m going to come back tanned and hopefully not sunburnt… I’m going SCUBA diving and para sailing.

Btw… SCUBA is Self Contained Underwater Breathing Apparatus. Knowledge is power.

An Explanation…

Why do I blog? Please refer to my first post.

What do I blog about? Life. As someone else sees it. Allow me to explain…
When questioned what matters to me the most, I can’t answer. Because….

Well the reasons are so many. What people don’t get is, what I write here, keeping in mind that it is public forum, is not what I completely am. I don’t claim to be deep. I’m not. My biggest worry right now is about a boy (pun intended). But there are certain bits of me that are off limits. That nobody even knows about. What I truly, madly, deeply care about. That I don’t blog about. You can sneer at my posts. Make jokes about how apparently shallow they are. Say it has nothing to do with real life. Well, Go ahead.

But don’t even dare to confuse that with what I really stand for. For I believe, everyone is metaphor. A little figure of speech not quite meaning what it says. I do not mean an innuendo. What I write is merely a figment of my evaporating ideas. A slice of my life.

What I blog about is something in my life (true or untrue) that I’m willing to share with a few million who don’t know me from the next person. Something in my life, I know, won’t whiplash into something that truly could hurt me. So before you condemn me to whatever, don’t. You don’t even know what you’re talking about.

You might accuse me of being fake. That I’m not. I really do care about CSA or Women’s rights or about the men (or the lack of ‘em) in my life. But only so much that I can lay it open and bare in front of discerning people that only see it through my sins. So don’t judge me. Just hear me out.