NO TIME FOR THE LOVE TO WRITE.

Eons ago, there had been a grand & orotund wight who *would* post an entry on this hapless blog. 

Eons later, the wight continues to preserve all the roly-poly reserve but the oftenness of postings seems to be tending to zero.

Once, during a random interview (unsuccessful), the fatso was asked about his *FAVORITE* hobby. ( Favorite hobby-  and we regard those intolerant, intolerable industry retards as the interview panelists.)

He replied, "Breathing and Living is his hobby!" 

The panelists could not conjecture this BAAT KI GHEHRAYE. One of them JUST couldn't cerebrate the idea the fatso mouthed. And the rest of the interview is HISTORY that could be possibly best forgotten.

 

During the interview, the fatso was also asked about the fact that he used his left hand to write and all, but one. Don't ask me about the one important and necessary activity that *has* to be carried out no matter who you are. That activity which most people do using their *other* hand has just got costlier than ever in New Delhi (Collect Wealth Games).  A delhiite was overheard saying " OYE! Yeh TISSUE ka ISSUE! OYE, APNA HAATH, JAGANNATH, 4000 rupiyon ke hai, BHEND-E-TAKKE! " The fatso has been lucky he doesn't hail from New Delhi. 

The fatso LOVES to live. And, yes! This can be considered a hobby or a vocation. And breathing is an activity that gives LIVING a nice basis. The fatso meant whatever he said. 

The pale blue work life has been a cunning blockade to the 'living' hobby. And when there isn't time for 'LOVE to live', writing has been a far-fetched terminus. Actually, writing isn't a terminus. It can be regarded as a SUMMIT POINT. To which the mind & its thinking can converge to unity. And from which the mind and thinking can make a point beyond the scope of anyone. Writing is a unique double sided lens with the mind being just like the silica glass lenses. It is a completely-automated-self-programmed-mind-audited medium that can converge and diverge at will. Converge all your thoughts into oneness. And Diverge a myriad of ideas that could possibly match with the focal length of potential and possible readers. 

Writing requires a complete togetherness of mind and body. The only other such activity that comes to my mind is television viewing. And TIME, as always, has been a constraint.

Let me hope for an improved frequency of postings post Ganesh Chaturthi and Eid. 

You can go and watch Dabanng during the festive week end. And till then, i'll do some CHULBUL with writing.

GANPATI BAPPA......... MORYAAA...

MANGAL MURTI...........MORYAAA...

LATER.