To write or not to

Why has this always been a problem with me?Why is it that every time i start to think of writing something I quit?Why is it that it takes me two years and a positive comment to even think about writing on a web page which is probably never ever gonna be noticed by anyone?Is it because i don't have the guts to? Is it because i think of myself as a bad writer? Or is it because i am plain lazy?

Even as a start to write this my vision keeps restricting itself to that one key on the keyboard.That one key with the left arrow and backspace written on .I can only JUST stop myself from holding it down because i convinced myself that i am doing nothing useful otherwise.Well actually i got loads to do.Loads,I could call up my girlfriend and tell her how much i miss her and love her,but she probably would think i am lying.I could sit down and try to code a program for next week's lab ,knowing fully well that it wouldn't work .I could actually catch some sleep .Yet here I am typing my way to glory and probably torturing some bored unlucky bloke who stumbled across my blog.

Anyways,coming back,why should i write?its not like am great at it.Plus,my list of GRE words aren't that great.In fact it is pathetic.Plus,my language is bad.Plus,my thoughts are so difficult to be put down to words mainly cause i don't understand them most of the times.I still write,or want to write,because ,as i said I WANT TO WRITE.

Is there something wrong in mediocre people wanting to write? Why is it that people like me just don't want to write?Why is it that we have this preconceived notion that writing is reserved to the select few?Why is it that only people with exceptionally great works get the comment "Macha you can become a writer da"? Is not a writer someone who writes?Good or bad? Well what ever it may be .I am still going to write.For myself,I hope I do ..For you,I hope I don't.

Dorrie

Back wit a -well not a bang-

Hello to friends n foes alike.lots have happened since the last blog.the teens whooshed past by.love lost.friends found friends lost hearts broken.no m not a pessimist..there were moments of happiness coupled wit those wonderful phone calls n then there was bliss..well..there IS bliss..bloggin in class..i gues thats a first..neways classz over n m off..to doze ofcourse..tata

The Trip Dat Wasn

18th Dec '08..2200 sumwhre insyd ma house,i get ready to go out...waitamin..dint i jez cum in2 dis plce bout 30mins ago? is it nt 10 in da nyt? m i nt supsd 2 b chngin 2 my shrts ,ctch a movie n den hit da sack as i du ne odr day? nope..nt 2day..gta go out...VALID XCUSE- frienz b'day!! ha..gr8...so i byee ma mom assuring her dat i wud b bak sun..-rytngs on watr-!

half a km away v meet...8of us..4bikes...fillng petrol..thnkng of wat 2 du-yes v were wthout a pln yet!- ECR v dcde den..zoomin away at 80 odd kmph ,wid a vry odd feelng dat sumtn badz gna happen v feel da nyt winds on our faces..wow wat pleasure!!! n suddenly ,chnge of plns n v reach da bessie beach!! m telling ya,its a whle diff plce der in da nyt...empty roads ,the orange moon cut in half,the waves blw it n da sounds of us guys lafin out loud to spoil da whle effct creatd...of corz v wudn care...its wat GUYz du...so v sty der hve icecreams ,coffee,n u-knw-wats til its 12

da b'day boy ws sprd of propr bumps owing 2 our rather smal group bt stil he ws lft squeling-as alwys-..v gave hm 5mins of fone talk-persnl u c ;) -n strtd off 4 a long drve on da ECR..shoutin al da way alng v lft...20 kms in2 da ryd sum genius says "MACHI PONDY POLAM DA"...n i went whoa!! tuk anthr 30mins cnvncng da few wu wern willng..n so v strtd again...wit a sense of happieness...

5min breaks evry nw n den 4 da usual stufs n v stil hd ppl sayng no 2 da plans...80kms in2 da ryd v stp again n realize ppl hve deyr damn IPTs in da morning n v wudn make it in tym..anthr half an hour of heatd arguemnt l8r ,wid half da gang stil unconvincd ,me bein 1 of em, v turn back,like cowrds..

n den one of da byks go out of petrol!!! luckily outsyd a gas station..bt unluckily ,a clsd 1...take ma wrds,convncng a sleepin worker to fill sum fuel 4 ya in da middle of da nyt is 1 of da hardst thngs 2 du...dat v did..so bak on our ways 2 chennai agin ..n i mst say v heavd a sigh of relief wen v reachd da outskirts..so tird v were...bak hme at bout 6...feelng vry deprssd...

wat strtd off as a long nyt road trip turnd out 2 b longr dan v xpctd it 2 b...luking bak at it ,i mst say it was quite satisfying

5-0 N Pop They Vanish

English runnin away 4m our country aint nethin new.The latter however turns out 2 be humorous to me,if nt 4 others.if not anythin,it seems to be a last ditch effort for a team so lost on evrythn neccesary 4 anytn evn remotely resembling a victory,against a side which see,s to be achieving near-perfectness.at home as now atleast..what needs to be seen is if the team can carry the momentum around.India have very often than not shown us glimpses of the enormous talent lying around and hopefully this time around they are more consistent.

Anyways,coming back 2 the present,cominga back from a morale boosting test series victory against the Aussies ,one dint expect us to lose .however the england team under a new cap was looking pretty good too and it looked lyk a match of evens-unintended pun :D- ..or so we tot!! Battered in the 1st Bruised in the 2nd Bullied in the 3rd n then we got to see one match which wasnt one-sided n back they went 2 whre they belong 2 in the 5th..n immed aftr dat too,for they fled...

Run Run Run Away as far as you can ,you gutless B@$^@*&$ ,but u hve gotta come back here mid-dec n den v shal show u wat v r made of!
Beware KP n team..

My First !

A regular blog reader..shoo off...its jus gonna b da same ol drone bout the conspicuous weather..the hours of boredom inside of my home..only 2 luk at awful 3rd degree forwrds 4m friends n acquaintances alike ..worse,the power goes off...wat does the poor nittian,off 4m a rurally set college 4 a few days-well nt few- of modern exposure,do in this situation..

Well thought went into it n he dared to wade off in2 the streets,which are not in the least recognizable.So off he went ,to seek a new adventure..alas,he found none..though in the effort he reachd a destination which is to occupy him for the next few hours n ward off the monsters of boredom..yep,shakz place..

amazed n happy 2 find 8 others der he settled der..happily chatting away hs time n playing cards..woosh n how tym flies...n he realizes hes gta get bak 2 HOME SWEET HOME-how i wish it b namd sumtn else- bak 2 da dungeon of boredom..

n den i saw light at the end of the tunnel..well,literally,cos the streetlyts strtd 2 come on one aftr da other n bak 2 brytness i ws expsd ..bt den too lil too late..my day ws alrdy spoilt..n i hve jus 1 bloody girl 2 blame!wu da hell dus dis NISHA lady thnk she is 2 create such bg tantrums ,producng da cyclone,besides havng da guts 2 name it aftr hr!

hopin 4 a betta day tmrw!