Monthly Archives: February 2014

Instant gratification is what’s killing the blogger in me.

Yes, I’ll blame it on Twitter this time. The feel good factor of a retweet reassures me that my writing can still connect to people. You know because when you have to write for a living, and your lines are unable to impress your supervisor, creative director, over-opinionated-yet-dumb servicing guy, and finally your client who’s dumber than that servicing guy even though you’ve been racking your brains on it day in and day out; a little bit of reassurance comes in handy.

Plus, you have all these amazing people on Twitter who are living a secret life. During the day time they are doctors, engineers, engineers, engineers, dentists etc. etc. etc. but by night they all become awesome writers, punsters, compulsive cribbers, haters, erotica writers. THE THING THAT I LOVE ABOUT TWITTER IS THAT ITS AVERAGE IQ IS THE HIGHEST FOR ANY SOCIAL MEDIA. I don’t have to dumb anything down. 

Telling a story in 140 characters is challenging at times, although it’s a little sad that we live in a world where we don’t have time for anything, even for stories. Another rewarding feature of twitter is that it’s so conversational. And since it’s safe, strangers can actually talk to you without any inhibitions. So basically, it connects you to people psycho graphically. 

Although the biggest revelation for me in the last 1.5 years; the time that I have been on twitter is this: I AM NOT ONE-OF-A-KIND. It’s such an ego crusher and a myth buster.   

P.S. There are way too many engineers on Twitter. The micro-blogging site didn’t pay me anything to write this post. I will keep blogging, don’t worry. And follow me. My handle is @GreekFraud. 

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I’ve grown older. Not necessarily wiser.


Kurt Kobain and Amy Winehouse died when they were 27, unlike them, I am still alive and not famous. Yet. Feb 11 was my birthday. They’ve started coming too fast these days. Still remember my childhood days when I got super excited one week before this special day. Now. It’s. Different.

The day starts with an official mail circulating in the whole office that has your pic in an overtly designed e-greeting card (the pic clearly adds 10 pounds to your weight and 4 years to your face). Then there are these colleagues who hardly talk to you the entire year, but appear overfriendly this day and ask, “where is the party yaar”. You reply with nothing but the same awkward smile you used to give when you bumped into your class teacher in a social gathering a few decades back when you were in school.

This added responsibility of being grateful, thankful shows on your face, the very same face which gets a chocolate cake smothered all over it. I. Hate. Cake facials. Yet I smiled. Some body, just give me an Oscar already!

While for many birthdays are about drinking without thinking for me it’s more like thinking over drinking. A good day to step back and look at the very island that I have become, realise how I long for solitude while enjoying Long Island Ice Tea.

Sigh! I better write more as I not making any friends and let’s face it, I am not getting any younger.



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